Our love's been asleep for a long time now
I keep hating you, my head hurts
There are no lies, there's no excitement,
Only boredom
It crawled into all of our pores
And with itself dragged away the years
It can be said, there's no chance for us
None, it seems
The dark and the music, the dress onto the table
You and me and that's that
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A little bit of erotica, just to tickle your imagination
Better then habit, it'll rise your pressure
A little bit of erotica, just to see the look on your face
Whether I still leave a good impression
There's been nothing between us for a long time
Something else is always more important to us
Every day is just one more
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Cold hands and tired faces
It doesn't matter whose fault it is
Real signs of life are nowhere to be seen
Sparks are nowhere