We are foreign, need to change everything.
Inconspicuous, women of gloss.
Or phobia and fewer chances.
And always less strength to hold on.
Your lipstick remains on me, shade of scarlet.
The colour of cold, like melted water in the middle of winter.
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.
I am addicted - you are addicted.
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.
I am addicted - you are addicted.
Distorted perception.
I am like underwater.
I am in her embraces, a minimum of you.
Millimetre of sun, squeeze me.
Out of you...
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.
I am addicted - you are addicted.
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.
I am addicted - you are addicted.
Stop me, stop me
Me...
Stop me, stop me
Me...
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.
Stop me.
Stop me, stop me
Stop me.