Blind Nurses - Easy Killing

Motorcycle on the beach
Reflected in the sonic peace
Faceless female body moaning
Flushing vegetation throwing

Over my pathetic head
There's something swelling in my stomach
Passing out seems to make no sense
It should come out, but feels fine there

Silence growing on the scene
Those hands stop snatching at my sleeves
I try to push her downwards, but
Damn it, my shoes get soaking wet

The waves don't seem to turn around
The water keeps going down
I'm gettin' tired, wanna leave
The eyes looking up from not so deep

Why stay, why leave
Why stay, why leave
Why stay, why leave
Why stay, why leave

There's an endless row of good solutions
What's the use of choosing this?
It's not the least what you would call an
Easy killing on the beach

Silence growing on the scene
Those hands stop snatching at my sleeves
I try to push her downwards, but
Damn it, my shoes get soaking wet

The waves don't seem to turn around
The water keeps going down
I'm gettin' tired, wanna leave
The eyes looking up from not so deep

There's an endless row of good solutions
What's the use of choosing this?
It's not the least what you would call an
Easy killing on the beach

Written by:
Csaba Szász

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