كلمات Pompeii

All my life in sentiment All my language is vulgar and true I've pushed love through the hourglass Did you see me putting pain in a stone? Get dressed You're a mess You're a sight Did you dream about Pompeii? Your eyes always give it away Cities built on monumental rage Getting lost in the seminar All my life in sentiment All my language is vulgar and true I've pushed love through the hourglass Did you see me putting pain in a stone? Every fear Every fear that I have I send it to Pompeii Now I'm running just to give it away Got an ugly wait for morning papers Sipping wine through a telescope All my life in sentiment All my language is vulgar and true I've pushed love through the hourglass Did you see me putting pain in a stone? It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart It's the beating of my heart, oh All my life in sentiment (It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart) All my language is vulgar and true (It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart) I've pushed love through the hourglass (It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart) Did you see me putting pain in a stone? (It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart) It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart