Besedila: Estrange. Interim. What Mattered Once Before.

Fragile is written on my forehead
My body is made of porceleine and glass
wrapped in cotton sheets in my bed
Trying to relieve me from the weight of the past

Crack my chest wide open
My inside is not in shape
It must be i havn't got what it takes

What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nails in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older

Forgot the reason to breath
I'm still young yet closer than ever
I forgot how to stand on my feet
I fall to the ground and I know how it's going to end up

From time to time
I find my self in your eyes
Then you close them and I am no more

What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older

Oh let me feel them deep

But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older

What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older

(Thanks to john for these lyrics)