Beauty of melancholia Please touch me one last time Idly standing, watching another sunrise
Into the starlit sky On a new moon Dust circling Around another star
Keeps reminding me of how meaningless we are Keeps reminding me of how meaningless we are
Places offered me solace for a while Now crumbling and falling apart I remain alone Worries pierce my heart
Can not move, unable to change Should be gone Can not move, unable to change Should be gone But still I am Still I am Still I am Stil I am
Sickness crawling in front of my feet To guide me to all my sinister thoughts To touch, to fail, to lose love Inhale the ego I amTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
