اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through the cellophane
You suffocate
Not as fast as I would
Chained to me
Like a son to me
Slippery tongue runs over
And you move as fast as you like
Where are you now when I need you?
Pierce through these shadows and find me
Freezing cold - god has left me alone
He never cared at all
Soon I break
For isabelle's sake
Turn myself into a photograph
Maybe there
Like an angel there
See my cup runneth over
And you move as fast as you like
Plastic souls
Melting - out of control
They slip away
Feeble hearts
Frightened - passing out
You are only as cold
As the darkness you make
