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Music guides you with a beating Heat and cold mix, you are living Colors shines on, you are feeling For a moment you stop breathing Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know, Don't be waiting, waiting for me now... Eyes on fire, body is heating Pulse is high and you are bleeding Tremble hands and now it's sweating Time will freeze it in a minute Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know, Don't be waiting, waiting for me now... No more music, no more beating… No more colors, no more feelings No more bleeding, no more sweating No more pulse and no more breathing Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know, Don't be waiting, waiting for me now...