heart screams for you Desperate memories, broken and true Living for tears now, I'm dying for love Merging and fading, forgiving again Torture, torture, torture
Tercüme: Berlin. Işkence.
Give me back my broken night My mirrored room, my secret life It's lonely here There's no one left to torture Give me absolute control Over every living
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every living
You're wearing grey today, you're from Berlin I'd say You're a model Can I be blue for you, like I'm in fashion too? See me wobble We'll be a pair
there I leave yo ass stuck, hungry starvin' In the middle of no fuckin' where I swear Cut off your privilege like welfare Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
blinded by the Fort and Corrupted by fame, money and fortune Kids kidnapped by rich pimps So that we can live out our sick dreams Stabbed in the back, tortured
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every
ass stuck, hungry starvin in the middle of no fuckin where I swear cut off your privlage like welfare Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
'tite On est pres d'etre bonde Pas d'animaux de compagnie Aide-moi pour descendre Gang, gang, Tchi, tchi, tchi, Dingue, dingue, Mes (mes) bottes me torturent
: Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every
