These people change
The shape of love changes
But my feelings remain
We exchange safety
And feelings of tenderness
For a game of seconds we get tired and bored of
And we say “love is lost“ and that’s it
To complete ourselves we look for our flaws
For a passing love, we hunt for chances
And we buy and we sell
Moments, happiness or joy
And secrets in the darkness that aren’t revealed
And we feel, in the end, that something is wounded
Inside us and is being lost
Sad, sad is the happiness
Who’s pain is waiting
Lonely, lonely are the hands
Which are fully open
My love has promised me happiness soon
Where are you talking me on this scary/weird trip
Please take me back
To my house and my fate, my love
Oh, love and friendship
Oh, passion and betrayal
Oh, love of manipulation
Oh, my selfish nature
Oh, a long relationship
We sell it in seconds, in seconds
My love
My love