Nödutgång:Självmord - Absinthe Fog | Текст песни

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Most years behind
I got nothing to proud
Choking on the ocean foam

I was so tried to moor any bay
The ocean is unpleasant it eats me again

Tear me apart with the claws of Jesus
Somewhere inside you will find the Venus of lust

I feel rejected like isolated shores
No one to trust, nothing to lose, nothing will save me today