Every time I hit a little rock bottom
Every time time flies
One more memory, that is fleeting
Another illusion that arrives
Every heart deserves a chance
And I am lost alone in the middle of the city
I am the one who thinks about it for both of us
Until the sun rises
Every vulgar sensation or feeling
One thing, one place
One more memory, how fleeting
It will be like starting from scratch again
Every heart deserves a chance
And I am lost alone in the middle of the city
I am the one who thinks it for both of us
Until the sun rises
The problem does not matter
The solution does not matter
I am left with the little that remains
Whole in my heart
I like problems
There is no other explanation
This is a sweet sentence
Every time I hit a little rock bottom
Every time time flies
A memory more, than passenger
Another illusion that arrives
Every heart deserves a chance
And I am lost alone in the middle of the city
I am the one who thinks about it for both of us
Until the sun rises
The problem does not matter
The solution does not matter
I am left with the little that remains
Whole in my heart
I like problems
There is no other explanation
This is a sweet condemnation
A sweet blessing
Every vulgar sensation or feeling
One thing, one place
One more memory How fleeting
It will be like starting from scratch again
Every heart deserves a chance
And I am lost alone in the middle of the city
I am the one who thinks about it for both of us
/>Until the sun rises
I'm the one who thinks about it for both of us
Until the sun rises.