You are no longer in the main role.
Instead of you emptiness.
Nothing to breathe on the dance floor.
How many people, and I feel so.
Music beats tact-tact--tact...
Music beats tact-tact-tact ...
For me it is unbearably, strongly-strongly.
I dont want, i dont want to be like another people.
Dark-red wine, white flowers
I dont want, i dont your coming to me.
Today i will make points over you.
Today i will make points over you.
I close the passwords, there is emptiness inside me.
With a sweet sip of alcohol, I wash you down.
Tak-tak-tak
Music beats tact-tact-tact ...
For me it is unbearably, strongly-strongly.
I dont want, i dont want to be like another people.
Dark-red wine, white flowers
I dont want, i dont your coming to me.
Today i will make points over you.
Today i will make points over you.