Giving:Taking Songtext
von It It Anita

Giving, is the wall on which my love i scroll
Giving, is what sets us apart
Giving, file away your sloth and then unlock your doors
Giving, fills the void in the soul

Taking is effortless, tearing and entering, turning to black
In your eyes, I see sequences
And my ideal depiction of all that I′ve gained
I could take a life or let others mistakenly think
What I've left is alive
Saver it and, seek my approval

Giving, is the wall on which my love i scroll
Giving, is what sets us apart
Giving, file away your sloth and then unlock your doors
Giving, fills the void in the soul


Taking is spending the night with a scent, lingering sweat, hate and
Soft singing, halitosis and notes in your screams, on a cold wet floor
And now my frightened godless turn to your side
Weeping and bleed on my shoes
Bleed, I admire you crawling
Crawling, still crawling
Cos they took him to a cabin, tied up
Showed him god, taught him
Jonny, feel that cane
Jealous? Sweet haters

Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me
Bring him to me