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TEKILAHELL

Brasília / DF

PUSH THE TRIGGER

The heat of the sun can easily burn our skins.
Welcome to the west, the old far west.
Enter the saloon and take a deck of cards.
But don't try to cheat, unless, you had brought your gun.

Look into the eyes, their shacked hands wait
Chorus:	When the time came on, will be: Push the trigger, fire!
The clock it's moving slowly, the time seems to stop
And when time came on: Push the trigger, fire!

Solo

The death surround us, like a whisper in the ears.
One man down, is dead, we have a winner.
Let's back to the saloon, the cards wait for our return.
Son a new duel will begin, cause I have five aces.

Chorus

Solo

Chorus x2