In the morning
I'm crazy
This colapse makes me feel on the clouds
My darling cannot save me
All that shit i did for her
Terrible fever, terrible sense
Followed by blisters in my hands
Giving your bleeding
Giving your soul
There are people talking about our love
You'll never steal my mind (x4)
Dear darling
I’m not crazy
And maybe you have to leave our home
In the morning
It will be easy
Having a cup of tea alone
Wonderful feeling, wonderful sense
Followed by bubies in my hands
Give me your keys
Give me your soul
No people will talking about our love
You'll never steal my mind (x4)
