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to grant me, my purpose
bury me beneath the surface
i´m scratching, i´m clawing
trying hard to make them pay
can´t stand me, beside me
kiss you not? you kiss or kill me
the cold of my barrel
never sees the light of day
call me, call me, you could only hurt the story
call me, call me, i´ll be there to shine a light
the smell on the speakers
sweaty ballroom dancing feverthey gather in numbers ever?
for a closer view
the cease fire yhe weaker
hair so red i could kepp her
the dog´s hound the neighbours
everything was blow away
call me, call me, you could only hurt the story
call me, call me, i´ll be there to shine a light
machine, machine, point me to the nearest party
you´ll see, you´ll see, baby it´s the only way
call me, calle me, you could only...
call me, call me, i´ll be there...
machine, machine, point me to the nearest party