Ahhh
Ahhh
Ahhh…
Ahhh, waiting for the night to come
Ahhh, there's a hundred dead cities outside
Ahhh, waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Ahhh, waiting for the night to come
Ahhh, there's a hundred dead cities outside
Ahh
Hurt a little, move a little, turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little
Move a little
I'm bad for this place
It's not just.
I go on a little
You're a bad for this place
It's not your call
I don't know this old rhythm
Lose a little, move a little,
Turn a little, break a little
Hurt a little, move a little
Turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
3 x
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little
Move a little
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