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We meet inside the café
The air is thick like hospital
Choked by the gold on your finger
We were lovers

Bury the thoughts that resurface
Those hands were mine

And now our love has been forgotten
Like it was never there
We re just sitting here like strangers
You gave me yourself for just a little while
But it was you, it was really you

Staring into my coffee
It is not black just a shade of brown
Too scared to let our eyes meet
What will we see?

And now our love has been forgotten
Like it was never there
We re just sitting here like strangers
You gave me yourself for just a little while
But it was you, it was really you

And now our love has been forgotten
Like it was never there
We re just sitting here like strangers
You gave me yourself for just a little while
But it was you, it was really you

The space between us
Will not be beat
Oceans and past lives
We were lovers

Dziedzictwo zła
Przelewa się jak mroczna rzeka
Unosi strach
Unosi piekielny zew.
Tajemna moc
Przybliża dzień walki demona
Zatruty dźwięk
Wydaje diabelski flet

Szarańcza!
Szarańcza!
Szarańcza!
Wyplułem śmierć

Za czarny tron
Za jego black
I głosy cienia szepczące:
- Pij za wiedzmy pijące krew
Za czarci dzwon
Złowieszczy...

Ja żyje tak jak chcę więc wypierdalaj
Widocznie nadajemy na zupełnie innych falach
To moja sprawa a nie twoja frajerze
Jak ja żyje,co robię i w co wierzę!
Na co dzień to jak ja tworzę i zarabiam,chuj ci do tego że BMW a nie trabant
W mym garażu stoi, wiem że to cię boli
Skręca cię...

So everybody s pulling you in all directions
You don t know how much longer to take it
So you ve learned how to fake it

That smile on the outside s fading fast
Like the things that you thought for sure would last
But they didn t
You...

Niewinność zmęczona rozwiera białe swe nogi.
Dotyka klejnotów spragniona grzechu - marzenia.
Dlaczego płomienie ukrywasz między palcami?
Dlaczego spełnienie jest tylko bladym odbiciem?
Bladym odbiciem barw...
Dziwny szept, ciemny las, dzikie sny, czarna msza i bóg
- Naga budzisz się w wielkich jajach.
Prącie trzy na metr czarne jak w...

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I ve been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey
Wait
I ve got a new conplaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate
Haight
I ve...