Day after day
Fickle visions messing with your head
Fickle, vicious
Sleeping in your bed
Messing with your head
Fickle visions
Fickle, vicious...
The dance of flames and shadows in the street makes poetry nobody ever heard.
Come feed the rain
Cos I'm thirsty for your love
Dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah feed the rain
Cos without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
It's all a game, avoiding failure,
When true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior
And the things we don't need
I lust for "after"
No disaster can touch
Touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall,
Where "enough" is not the same it was before
And there is no why, there is no how,
it's like the sky, just one free flow
The bigger the lies
The more they want to believe them
And like a vice
Hold on to what they believe in
When I thought that I fought this war alone,
You were there by my side on the frontline.
When I thought that I fought without a cause,
You gave me a reason to try...