So here's how it all started:
I was like an artist, moulded love of plasteline, which, how it seemed to me, I invented myself (the love) - and it was working out.
The colors I didn't have,
I took them from my heart, they were thrown there.
Well, no, they weren't getting dusty, it's just that nobody was taking them,
Colors of stingy pain, love grief
Colors, colors of blood running in the veins,
Colors, colors of blood running in the veins,
They were groaning so much, They were screaming so much,
I felt it in my body.
To be or not to be,
I'd like to know, how,
Like, the question is,
How could I just kill you,
Just not love you, How
And here is the answer...
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.
I happens, you don't know that truth,
You've moulded a body and put it on a card,
A love that didn't even want to stay with you,
But it flied to a place where nobody suffers,
For those who will never know it,
Love of platic, unknown race,
Pain and grief colored love,
Colored in the colors of blood running in the veins,
Colored in the colors of blood running in the veins,
It was groaning so much, It wasscreaming so much,
I felt it in my body.
To be or not to be,
I'd like to know, how,
Like, the question is,
How could I just kill you,
Just not love you, How
And here is the answer...
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.
To be or not to be,
I'd like to know, how,
Like, the question is,
How could I just kill you,
Just not love you, How
And here is the answer...
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.
This is how you'll be shown where the pain is,
Like salt on the wounds, love is a bitch...Love is a bitch.