Besedila: Najwa Nimri. No Blood. Behind The Child.

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be saint?

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be white?

Now that he knows what i feel
Now he knows what i'm in

Sweet or sweetest vampire
It's only checking my mind
It's only burning my voice
Only choosing my choice
Robbing a jungle for play

Like a snake i'm growing

Behind the child
I'll be bad
I'll be mad

Behind the child
I'll be wild like a child

Like a snake i'm growing

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be saint?

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be white?

Now everything is brought up
You know what i feel and then you know what i say, i say...
Dream what you know want to be
I know what you feel

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be saint?

Behind the child
Will be pure?
Will be white?