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I´m stoned in the twilight<br>Screaming on the inside<br>Give me your water, help me survive<br>Gonna miss the sunlight<br>When I lose my eyesight<br><br>Give me my red shoes, I want to dance<br>They search for an answer<br>But that old man wouldn´t listen<br>Back then I was handsome<br>Back then he was ignorant<br><br>And shave off the years now, it´s all inside my head<br>The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed<br>Put them in a box somehere, put them in a drawer<br>Take my red shoes, I can´t wear them anymore<br><br>Had garlands in the wings back then<br>All the pretty little things back then<br>Calling out my name, oh what fame brings<br>After curtain calls and bows<br>I can´t see the front row now<br>Hand me my red shoes just one more time<br><br>They pushed aside our presence<br>They refused to go the distance<br>Back then I was Sigmund<br>Back then he wouldn´t listen
Letra nueva de la canción
I´m stoned in the twilight<br>Screaming on the inside<br>Give me your water, help me survive<br>Gonna miss the sunlight<br>When I lose my eyesight<br><br>Give me my red shoes, I want to dance<br>They search for an answer<br>But that old man wouldn´t listen<br>Back then I was handsome<br>Back then he was ignorant<br><br>And shave off the years now, it´s all inside my head<br>The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed<br>Put them in a box somehere, put them in a drawer<br>Take my red shoes, I can´t wear them anymore<br><br>Had garlands in the wings back then<br>All the pretty little things back then<br>Calling out my name, oh what fame brings<br>After curtain calls and bows<br>I can´t see the front row now<br>Hand me my red shoes just one more time<br><br>They pushed aside our presence<br>They refused to go the distance<br>Back then I was Sigmund<br>Back then he wouldn´t listen
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