She's addicted to nicotine patches. She's addicted to nicotine patches. She's afraid of a light in the dark. 6.58 are you sure where my spark is. Here, here, here.
Another spark has set you off. And I don't know the way. The person of the satellite that tracks us night and day. But it takes us longer. But it makes us stronger.
If I could set you free. And give you what you need. Then all my energy is lost. . If I divide our time. And give you half of mine. Then all my energy is lost.
I see so little time. My eyes are crossed, my hands are tied. All I wanna do is to breathe in. I never see a passer-by. My skin is cold, it's turned to ice.
Red letters on the dashboard, oh what a gap. They pursue us to the deep end and then depart. Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain. For only patterns on a snake's back give us genuine fear.