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Serial Experiments Lain - A Distant Cry Lyrics



Serial Experiments Lain - A Distant Cry Lyrics




Although I must be innocent,
now I am punished.
I wasn't the one who sewed those seeds, but nevertheless
I have to pull up the flowers that bloomed from them.

I can't say I didn't know about it,
but I don't remember taking any part in it.
I think my freedom cost me dearly,
but I don't remember selling my soul so cheaply.

Hey Hey Until I die and say farewell . . .
Hey Hey . . . no one can touch me.
You probably don't know
the eternal outlaws prowling in the distant night.

[Guitar Solo]

The act wasn't inexcusable
but the wounds from it aren't curable.
On nights when I almost want to cry, I hold a woman
and fly high away from this petty, corrupt world.

Hey Hey Until I die and say farewell . . .
Hey Hey . . . no one can touch me.
You probably don't know
the eternal outlaws prowling in the distant night.

Although I must be innocent,
now I am punished.
I think my freedom cost me dearly,
but I don't have the guts to sell my soul so cheaply . . . . .
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Although I must be innocent,
now I am punished.
I wasn't the one who sewed those seeds, but nevertheless
I have to pull up the flowers that bloomed from them.

I can't say I didn't know about it,
but I don't remember taking any part in it.
I think my freedom cost me dearly,
but I don't remember selling my soul so cheaply.

Hey Hey Until I die and say farewell . . .
Hey Hey . . . no one can touch me.
You probably don't know
the eternal outlaws prowling in the distant night.

[Guitar Solo]

The act wasn't inexcusable
but the wounds from it aren't curable.
On nights when I almost want to cry, I hold a woman
and fly high away from this petty, corrupt world.

Hey Hey Until I die and say farewell . . .
Hey Hey . . . no one can touch me.
You probably don't know
the eternal outlaws prowling in the distant night.

Although I must be innocent,
now I am punished.
I think my freedom cost me dearly,
but I don't have the guts to sell my soul so cheaply . . . . .
[ Correct these Lyrics ]




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