We were two kids
divide by the city.
We loved to get lost in our labyrinths.
Now I'm dragging both out bodies to the
attic where we kept all our secrets,
because then came the night.

I can't remember our
(firt argument),
but I do,
I do remember
(our first kiss).

I have nothing left to steal
from your unstiched life,
my connection to perfection
is weaker now.
Life will forever remember,
(remember...)

Your beaten hands,
(now)
hold nothing but those windblown
words that were used to shout but they've already fallen on deaf ears.
Your kiss was a burning stake straight to my chest,
again faded away like a drop in the rain,
but I got wet anyway.

And after all,
our love
was judged by Solomon
and soon, my dear,
you'll become his empress.

I have nothing left to steal
from your unstiched life,
my connection to perfection
is weaker now.
Life will forever remember
that I broke it up,
broke it up
and I won't find anything like you again.

I have nothing left to steal
from your unstiched life,
my connection to perfection
is weaker now.
Life will forever remember
that I broke it up,
broke it up
and I won't find anything like you again.


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