Beware this troubled worldControl your intakeGoodbye to open soresGoodbye and furthermore
Sometimes it's faded isintegratedFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's faded assassinatedFor fear of growing old
Ismét egy viszlát.
Whatever happened to the life that we once knewCan we really live without each other?Where did we lose the touchThat seemed to mean so muchIt always made me feel so