Lag: Bubbi Morthens og Danny Pollock, texti: Mike Pollock
You tell me that you don’t love me
but you would like to be my friend.
Don’t you realize what you’re saying
in the beginning of the end.
I see you out on the floor
you open up forbidden doors,
I’m a sucker for dantacy
I got sympathy for reality
Like a glass thrown against the wall
time makes fools of us all.
It dosen’t matter what I felt,
your sympathy could never help.
You run a number on me
so that I will let you be
you kiss the hand of my brother
You kiss the cut of another.
You are a lesson, you are a vision.
love and hate rest on indecision.
You make my soul mate, don’t you agree?
at the bottom of the sea.
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