She was coming
Only I knew her intentions
She wanted to do her revenge
Only I touch these icy hands
I looked in her eyes…
I can hear her voice bleeding again
The sweet taste was always the same
My hate became in my own pain
I don't have words to thank or stain
She was coming… mad and brute.
She is coming now… to burn and boom.
I FEEL THE OTHER SIDE OF TASTE
I CAN'T, BUT I'LL RESTART THE GAME
(Mad - Brute - Burn - Boom)
What could I feel when I saw you?
What could I say when I kissed you?
What can I do? Where can I go to run? I won't to be numb…
I don't have heroes to save me;
I can't feel your heart beside me
I'll try to see, I'll try to believe,
I'll dream with you when I want...
I FEEL THE OTHER SIDE OF TASTE
I CAN'T, BUT I'LL RESTART THE GAME
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