Verwandlung

Thomas Azier

Compositor: Thomas Azier

Too low to love you, somebody to hold, somebody to care for
And I would go back to the old lands I used to care for

I'm so confused lying here alone locked up in my room
Oh the night is cruel; you
And there are no goodbyes; the only thing I know is that these walls have eyes
I see birds fly in v; you

Too low to love you, somebody to hold, somebody to care for
And I would go back to the old lands I used to care for

Oh your fist so red, leather jacket collar up I'm dead
And you hit me first, bit through my lips until they bled and hurt
And I feel so strange when the only one I know in this place's called change
Running through my veins; you