Franck Pétrel - To the Kill | Текст песни

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Here comes a twist
When it goes down hill it’s hard
You hit a wave better hold on tight it far
Having trouble with my willful mind
To the kill to the kill
How I’ve messed up all my life
All this time with just thrills in my sights
Over mountains over hills
To the kill to the kill

They through mud in your eyes
Stop blaming yourself
And losing your mind
Then you’ll begin to know what life is
Running for the hills so high

I woke up fast when he pulled my hair
he stole the rhythm and he left me there
Not sure what happened but my glass stood still
To the kill to the kill
Fall in line your head spins
Walking with the drifters as the old man said
For the slackers don’t crack
To the kill to the kill

They through mud in your eyes
Stop blaming yourself
And losing your mind
Then you’ll begin to know what life is
Running for the hills so high oh ho ho ho etc….

I’m cold want to stay in bed
Sold my soul now my future is dead
And all of this is written in my will
To the kill to the kill

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