this suicide Can it do harm? From what I know From one deadly sin... A burn to my skin Bound by lust A flood of red From what I know Bound by lust Bound
and wake up feeling brand new. We'll listen to the rain as it hits our streets. Don't Sleep, Swim! Prepare for the flood, prepare for the flood, can
going to happen again untill you go so far? You can't feel yourself, screaming anymore, you can't feel yourself, anymore. It's not funny this time, room painted red
So this is the life, a fresh start to somewhere new. Standing at the top, of the stairway of our new house to hear you fight again, what gives you the
Theres blood on the radio, it played our song so i shot it. The notes that are joined so beautifully, the notes that make the melody of your smile.
Breaking the old and exagerating the new, with all your hopes pinned up against your notice board. Something inside gave away and there was nothing left
White as a ghost to the world, some unkind eyes, please say hello once and a while. Birthday cards and christmas wishes turn into sympathy letters.
I've never frozen so much standing still. I am the iceberg, the iceberg. I've never been so scared like this before. Scared as the crowd should be, Scared
rhetoric Follow you into this suicide From what I know Can it do harm? From one deadly sin... A burn to my skin A flood of red Bound by lust From what
all and wake up feeling brand new. We'll listen to the rain as it hits our streets. Don't Sleep, Swim! Prepare for the flood, prepare for the flood, can
Im Supermarkt hatte ich meinen Spaß, Mit dem Einkaufswagen raste ich herum Ein paar Omas mußten dran glauben Und ich fuhr einige Regale um
