[00:28.49]Camilla waits in the afternoon
[00:34.36]In a uniform
[00:37.73]There's no escape from the tender chin
[00:43.70]When the curtain's drawn
[00:47.54]I feel the space and the emptiness
[00:53.30]Where all life starts
[00:57.00]My hands caress on the open dress
[01:02.84]And feel her heart
[01:07.54]And feel her heart
[01:11.22]Howl like the wind
[01:20.58]Howl like a trigger from within
[01:30.13]The double taste of the sweetest stuff
[01:35.76]The nicest sin
[01:39.33]Camilla hates but she calls it love
[01:45.10]And different things
[01:48.70]I feel the folds of the tattered lace
[01:54.50]The game will start
[01:58.12]We play with clubs and we play with spades
[02:03.72]But there are no hearts
[02:08.63]There are no hearts
[02:12.33]Howl like the wind
[02:21.82]Howl like a trigger from within
[02:31.20]
[02:50.08]Howl like a train
[02:59.36]Howl like Camilla beat her sin
[03:08.82]Howl like the wind
[03:18.27]Howl like a trigger from within
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