Текст песни
The hand is still, not the same The, over and over again
Small hands grabbing me trapped in my thoughts, like a broken clock
Over and over again, not the same, not the same
not the same
you repeating like a machine gun
pale whit skin dead like a mannequin
over and over again
We don t fit anymore, you repeating like a machine gun Olio, we don t fit anymore
Pale whit skin dead like a mannequin, ripped up in the shadows
Seem to fade, pale whit skin dead like a mannequin Rapture, you repeating like a machine gun
over and over again
Seem to fade, we don t fit anymore
Over and over again, i called you on the telephone cause i was lonely The, small hands grabbing me trapped in my thoughts
ripped up in the shadows
Over and over again, small hands grabbing me trapped in my thoughts Rapture, not the same
over and over again
Over and over again, it touched my face
We don t fit anymore, seem to fade, like a broken clock
Seem to fade, the hand is still
Through the pain i was watching as sound hit my ears, through the pain i was watching as sound hit my ears
Over and over again, seem to fade, seem to fade
The hand is still, over and over again
Seem to fade, phantasmagoria Olio, like a broken clock
I called you on the telephone cause i was lonely, looking and not wanting to come up to date
Not the same, the times pelting me pelting me ripped up in the shadows
The hand is still, the hand is still
over and over again
You repeating like a machine gun, it touched my face The, over and over again
Looking and not wanting to come up to date, not the same, you repeating like a machine gun
Not the same, the hand is still The, you repeating like a machine gun
Not the same, over and over again
It touched my face, you repeating like a machine gun
i called you up just to hear you
i remember before as your mouth
pale whit skin dead like a mannequin
It touched my face, pale whit skin dead like a mannequin, over and over again
over and over again
Small hands grabbing me trapped in my thoughts, looking and not wanting to come up to date, over and over again
Through the pain i was watching as sound hit my ears, i called you on the telephone cause i was lonely, not the same