Besedila: Mystery Jets. Serotonin. Alice Springs.

:
Freedom is an illusion
Generated by your brain
To deadly cut the words
To ever explain

And love is the taste you get
On the tip of your tongue
Better to have loved and lost than
To have lived and never loved anyone

I'd stand in the light of fire for you
I'd bend over backwards for you
I'd do anything that you want me to do
Cause I don't have nothing if i don't have you
My love

And it hurts cause its true

Pain is what keeps your eyes
Closing as the night falls
And is you in your sleep
And wakes you when it gets light

And darkness is like a wave
That sweeps you off your feet
With tears that cut like knives
That are running like rivers down your cheeks

I'd stand in the light of fire for you
I'd bend over backwards for you
I'd do anything that you want me to do
Cause I don't have nothing if i don't have you
My love
And you have to believe me cause its true

I'd bend over backwards for you
I'd do anything that you want me to do
Cause I don't have nothing if i don't have you
My love
And it only hurts because it's true

Yeah it only hurts because it's true
Yeah it only hurts because it's true

Freedom is an illusion
Generated by your brain
To deadly cut the words
To ever explain

And love is the taste you get
On the tip of your tongue
Better to have loved and lost than
To have lived and never loved anyone

And it only hurts
It only hurts cause it's true

(Merci a Larivaille pour cettes paroles)