You and I have there
More than one word, more than one trick,
More than a few words of love,
At the turn of these days
That we have destroyed.
I am only skin,
That binds, at the bottom of your bed
When your race towards oblivion
Give birth to my madness,
My gray face.
I call you,
I call you,
I call you,
I call you,
My voice constantly
Throws Ss at you
S O S...
Live and soon die
Did not appear to me
Like obvious, sewn,
Go unnoticed
Is insurmountable...
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
My voice constantly
Launches you S
S O S...
Secrets...
Of love again ...
I call you,
I call you,
I call you,
I call you,
My voice constantly
Throws you S...
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
I'm calling you,
My voice constantly
Throws S at you
S O S...

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