Yeah check one two ... now I`ve got the clue baby ... let`s dance
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This garden was full of boxes filled with my favourite toys
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I never felt remorse when I provoked the winds that blew them all away
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I`m creeping on all fours again I`m begging for rain
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To wash all my sins away...crosscountry
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Now it`s time to use my brain because
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For fourty days I was caught in a room without a view
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My head`s spinning around from all my dirty thoughts real filthy thoughts
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I wanted to find peace of mind
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but all I got was hate and self deception
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In the prime of life the dead of winter has arrived
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I`m feeling fagged shagged and fashed
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Come on treat me with a little love
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You know I like it hard and dirty
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This garden was full of people
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I should have kissed but know it`s too late
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The wind blew them far away crosscountry
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that`s the end of the line god bless and happy drinkin
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40 Days
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Emil Bulls |