Besedila: Lambretta. You Will Never.

You are weak in me
I can feel it
but do you think I care
If you cry
I will laugh at you
I'm sick of stroking your hair

Could you take it
can you make it
don't wanna fake it
So don't you say that
love is a fight
you don't know what it's like to die

You will never feel it coming, feel it coming
If you choose to walk away from love
You'll be gone and I'll be coming

I am free, I am me

I am breathing
the air that's rightfully mine
Drew the line
you had to go this time
drove the message into your spine

Couldn't take it
couldn't make it
I didn't fake it
Now you can say that
love is a fight
'cause you know what it's like, you died