Stolen Heartbeats 歌詞

My brain works very well Free from veils that could break it I'm free to do what I want To hate who I want Not to share opinions, but respect who doesn' t see with my eyes Green eyes, unsure I envy who doesn' t see as I see, like animals But who's right? Are the colours of the world really these, or what I see is not real? But what does "real" mean? Perhaps reality is only the function of death Maybe I'm dead and I'm waiting for a life that finally will arrive When somebody' ll steal my heartbeats Heart, this strange beating organ That pumps blood in our veins And purifies it from trash Or maybe is really the heart that infects our blood Allowing and forcing us to spend a long death before life?