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At the end of the year when loves goes to rehab
the candle on the shelf
feels like a fire in my belly
With the low blood morphine
And my head cracked like and old door
For the moment love is over no, oh!
I wonder how it feels, lifeless dead
would it be like a powe cut in a little spacecraft
next to the door I will run in to your arms
and I feel like I'm ready for the final march
Turkey moon give all your diet soon
feeling thin
I can run like in San Fermin
the candle on the shelf
feels like a fire in my belly
With the low blood morphine
And my head cracked like and old door
For the moment love is over no, oh!
I wonder how it feels, lifeless dead
would it be like a powe cut in a little spacecraft
next to the door I will run in to your arms
and I feel like I'm ready for the final march
Turkey moon give all your diet soon
feeling thin
I can run like in San Fermin
When the summer stays in my melodia
I take a walk by the snowed mountains of Cuba
with a blind tourist guide
And my feet move like Fred Astaire's
chased by a pride of lions
I wonder how it feels, lifeless dead
would it be like a power cut in a little spacecraft
next to the door I will leave the keys
come whenever you want
i'm ready for the final march
Turkey moon give me all your diet soon
feeling thin
I can run like in San Fermin
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