International Songtext
von Sweet Trip

You and me
We finally break free
From the mess we′re caught in

The lies behind you
It could get better
Guess it's alright
Guess it′s alright

You and me
To live the worst life
With the sense of guilt

At times it's faster
I'll write a letter
Guess it′s just right
I′m feeling just fine
True
Only it's true
When you make me die in
Your hands


Run away from this parade
See
Maintain disease
Would you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this charade
Only it′s true
When you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this parade
See
Fainted and diseased
Would you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this charade
Would you make me die in
Your hands
Run away from this parade
See
Fainted and diseased
Would you make me die in
Your hands


Run away from this charade
Only it's true
When you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this parade
See
Fainted and diseased
Would you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this charade