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Emil Bulls - Close To The Wind Emil Bulls - Close To The Wind |
| Another glass to ease the pain.
All attempts were in vain.
I surrender to my lust again.
Like a hellbound wolverine.
Won’t you help me?
I’ve lost my way again.
Won’t you help me?
I want you to push!!!
Push me, push me over the edge!
I’m drifting too far from the shore.
I keep my sails,
close to the wind.
Consign me to the sea.
A box of dynamite, it’s me,
sitting on it,
playing with fire.
Temptation, delights,
like a good wine,
buy the ticket,
take the ride.
Won’t you help me?
I’ve lost my way again.
Won’t you help me?
I want you to push!!!
Push me, push me over the edge!
I’m drifting too far from the shore.
I keep my sails,
close to the wind.
Consign me to the sea. x 3 |
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