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Giorgos Zacharopoulos
Like ghosts in the attic
Left footprints on the snow
They don't lead away
His eyes don't look away
I tried to stay still and not look down
You have to dance in this party if you don't want to be found
I torned her hair and left her lying
Guns don't kill, dogs don't bark tonight
The cattles are fed, your screams cannot be heard
Don't leave a trace, out of the ashes, within your face
Don't you dare and leave a trace
Don't leave a trace, out of the ashes, within your face
Don't you dare and leave a trace
Don't you dare and leave a trace
