when she comes in all degrees, no more need
burn the taste of all away, you canīt say
try to kick a line in time, no more time
burn the taste down on your knees, you canīt see
what i want i canīt say....
breaking glass will do you harm, my bloodīs warm
somehow words are meaningless, iīm breathless
try to put your arms around what youīve found
dissappears and all is gone, you canīt go on
what i want i canīt say...
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