whistle song
And it seems impossible to make the ending sweet
She bleedes invincible
and it´s giving me the creeps
She´s still the wild one here, the incendiary soul
She is in flame and I am cold
God I´m getting old..
God is getting cold...
And I´d make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And you´re now a believer
And you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
Yeah I´ll make you a believer
Because you´re not a receiver
She bleedes invincible
and it´s giving me the creeps
She´s still the wild one here, the incendiary soul
She is in flame and I am cold
God I´m getting old..
God is getting cold...
And I´d make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And you´re now a believer
And you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
And I´ll make you a believer
But you´re not a receiver
Yeah I´ll make you a believer
Because you´re not a receiver
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