מתנדנדת בין ילדות לבגרות

Take a look at my body

Look at my hands

There's so much here that I don't understand

Your face- saving promises

Whispered like prayers

I don't need them

Cause I've been treated so wrong

I've been treated so long

As if I'm becoming untouchable

well, contempt loves the silence

It thrives in the dark

With fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart

They say that promises sweeten the blow

But I don't need them

No, I don't need them

I've been treated so wrong

I've been treated so long

As if I'm becoming untouchable

I'm a slow- dying flower

In the frost- killing hour

Sweet turning sour and untouchable

Oh, I need the darkness

The sweetness

The sadness

The weakness

Oh, I need this...

I need a lullabye

A kiss goodnight

Angel, sweet love of my life

Oh, I need this...

I'm a slow- dying flower

Frost- killing hour

Sweet turning sour and untouchable

Do you remember the way that you touched me before?

All the trembling sweetness

I loved and adored

Your face- saving promises

whispered like prayers

I don't need them

I need the darkness

The sweetness

The sadness

The weakness

Oh, I need this...

I need a lullabye

A kiss goodnight

Angel, sweet love of my life

Oh, I need this...

Well, is it dark enough?

Can you see me?

Do you want me?

Can you reach me?

Or I'm leaving...

You better shut your mouth

And hold your breath

You kiss me now

You catch your death

Oh, I mean this...

Oh, I mean this...

לא שקרה לי משהו, פשוט בזמן האחרון יוצא לי לשמוע הרבה את השיר הזה, שיר מדהים..