Torturous Songtext
von Turnerjoy

Premonition or paranoia,
You annoy her, with your hesitation.
It′s no good to see her if you're, up to leave her.
Human order, limitations.
Ahhhhhh...
Why d′you have to go be so beautiful inside


Don't you know, it's torturous?
You have consummate charisma
But to our senses we all are a slave.
Ahhhhhh...
Why d′you have to go be so beautiful inside
Don′t you know, it's torturous?
You have consummate charisma
But to our senses we all are a slave.

Why d′you have to go be so beautiful inside
Don't you know, it′s torturous?
You have consummate charisma
But to our senses we all are a slave.
Ahhhhhh...

Why d'you have to go be so beautiful inside
Don′t you know, it's torturous?
You have consummate charisma
But to our senses we all are a slave.
Ahhhhhh...