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It comes in like the wind from over the dunes
It s what will send a salmon fighting upstream
The force that through the blue vein keeps moving you
To some meeting with me that was set in a dream

I am coming to get you I ve got your DNA
I am coming to get you you will not get away
I am coming to get you you will never be late
I am coming to get you and this is your fate

I feel the rush, need your touch
I have a crush, crush...
You may be tough, well
It s not enough
Against this crush, crush-

Heavy water pressing on the floor of the sea
The pressure keeps on building until you cannot breathe
Heavy weather driving you where you need be
You might as well be escape gravity

I am coming to get you I ve got your DNA
I am coming to get you you will not get away
I am coming to get you you will never be late
I am coming to get you and this is your fate

I feel the rush, need your touch
I want to crush, crush...
You may be tough, well its not enough
Against this crush, crush..(x2)

Crush...
Crush...

I feel the rush, need your touch
I want to crush, crush...
You may be tough, well its not enough
Against this crush, crush..(x2)

You re no longer in control
This is pullin through your soul
Crush, crush...
I don t even call it love
Its just something in the blood
Crush, crush...

I feel the rush, need your touch
I need to crush, crush...
You may be tough, well its not enough
Against this crush, crush..

I can give you a fight
when no one s to blame
you can give me the light
and not go insane
let the bliss die with doves
let a fiss fight clean blood

You can be there too late
they won...

Land of the free and we re untied make our destiny we take control never divided we got the power and we ll never be divided we fall

land of the free to conspire to control destiny oh yeah you re gonna ese there s no use resisting you...

nie bój siê, uko³yszê ciê do snu
nie bój siê, uko³yszê ciê do snu
¿aden ruch, ¿aden duch
¿aden szmer nie zbudzi ciê
ze snu
ze snu


nie bój siê, utulê ciê do snu
nie bój siê, utulê ciê do snu
¿aden ruch, ¿aden duch
¿aden cieñ nie zbudzi ciê...

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Resztę...

It becomes hard to face
It becomes hard to see the face
The face that sees you without flinching
The face that you put on when you re all by yourself
I wear a mask, I wear a mask
The mask is intact
You see no cracks on the outside
I m smooth, expressionless
You can t read...