Can't beat the best ones


A little closer maybe a bit too closer

You function you turn out


A flawless performance




Well, turn your camera away from me, woah


Spill your guts in eight milli meter, woah


Put your focus where your mouth is, woah

You're the only one who's ready here





Well, such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices

You know it makes more sense


Well, such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices


You know




I like the way you cry


Break my heart and break my hands and let me down, yeah

I want to snap your neck in two


And leave you dead, you are so dead




Turn your camera away from me, woah


Spill your guts in eight milli meter, woah


Put your focus where your mouth is, woah

You're the only one who's ready here





Well, such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices

You know it makes more sense


Well, such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices


You know it makes more sense, yeah




Go on and on and on and on and on


Go on and on and on and on and on

Go on and on and on and on and on


Go on and on and on and on and on, go


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