1. A Pál utcai fiúk (musical) - Mi vagyunk a Grund 
2. Ákos - Ilyenek voltunk 0:00 [2003]
3. Manuel - Voodoo Baba (ft. Moriones)
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I wanna hide under your skin
Something wrong's born
That's not your sin, neither mine
Oh that's fine
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
We compare what's true
With what's not sheer
One day you may see through this glass
And you will maybe put it to the test
The cog rolls fine
The machine falls down
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
She will bewail past, present, future
That's no race! You're never gonna win!
A grim new place! You've never been here!
Weird!
There's no race you'll never win
A grim new place, you've never been here
Weird!
Don't tease me now! Drop the gun!
Don't blame me more
Disaster or awakening?
But it's no falling down!
We are the price we have to pay
We are the burning ground!
We have to fall to get it back you are
Already sick of trying
So just let it, let it, let it, let it go!
Girl you're not a god
You're not a man to be so verdant
Stop depraving, vitiating all of us!
No! Yo!
Is it true? Is it gone?
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
We compare what's true
With what's not sheer
Is it true? Is it gone?
That's no race! You're never gonna win!
A grim new place! You've never been here!
Weird!
There's no race you'll never win
A grim new place, you've never been here
Weird!
Disaster or awakening?
But it's no falling down!
We are the price we have to pay
We are the burning ground!
We have to fall to get it back you are
Already sick of trying
So just let it, let it, let it, let it go!
Something wrong's born
That's not your sin, neither mine
Oh that's fine
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
We compare what's true
With what's not sheer
One day you may see through this glass
And you will maybe put it to the test
The cog rolls fine
The machine falls down
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
She will bewail past, present, future
That's no race! You're never gonna win!
A grim new place! You've never been here!
Weird!
There's no race you'll never win
A grim new place, you've never been here
Weird!
Don't tease me now! Drop the gun!
Don't blame me more
Disaster or awakening?
But it's no falling down!
We are the price we have to pay
We are the burning ground!
We have to fall to get it back you are
Already sick of trying
So just let it, let it, let it, let it go!
Girl you're not a god
You're not a man to be so verdant
Stop depraving, vitiating all of us!
No! Yo!
Is it true? Is it gone?
Her little wings pressing mine
She staggers over my gravity
We compare what's true
With what's not sheer
Is it true? Is it gone?
That's no race! You're never gonna win!
A grim new place! You've never been here!
Weird!
There's no race you'll never win
A grim new place, you've never been here
Weird!
Disaster or awakening?
But it's no falling down!
We are the price we have to pay
We are the burning ground!
We have to fall to get it back you are
Already sick of trying
So just let it, let it, let it, let it go!
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