You jump onto me when you see me, pull the strings.
We don't kiss when we meet, we hold each other.
We'll always choose the embrace in place of a kiss.
The kiss is of stone but the touch is of clay.
We've unwillingly built castles but they opposed to it!
We've unveiled dozens of mysteries, really close to our third record.
We deny the love at no cost, while closing our eyes...
You can only be cynical in art by closing your eyes.
My anxiety is the sister of yours,
They go hand in hand, without even meaning to,
I hope you'll be the last, out of my nine lives;
Two empty fools, drunken and enstranged...
I want a share, not all of it, I'll give all of me.
I want you each second, but not entirely, just as the sky entwines with the horizon.
We can never be anything more than just
Some weak souls, who wish to see themselves mirrored in another's soul...
We've unwillingly built castles but they opposed to it!
We've unveiled dozens of mysteries, really close to our third record.
We deny the love at no cost, while closing our eyes...
You can only be cynical in art by closing your eyes.
My anxiety is the sister of yours,
They go hand in hand, without even meaning to,
I hope you'll be the last, out of my nine lives;
Two empty fools, drunken and enstranged...