Besedila: The Middle East. The Darkest Side.

Love was the air in your mother?s lungs,
When her father tore her fences down,
Plastic bags and panadol was out.

Love with your sold Gibson 335,
And her father?s dream died that night,
Just to keep the electricity on.

And it?s the darkest side of my heart that dies when you come to me,
And it?s the golden ticket I win when you kill my enemies,
I hear the father?s cry and the softest sigh when I?m empty,
But if you leave me I?ll hide in a game like SimCity.

Oh when I die I?m alive,
And when I lose I find,
My identity.

Son if I died on my bedroom floor,
Would you cry on your bedroom floor?
And tattoo my name underneath your arm.

Love that was alive in the olden days,
And put to death in this golden age,
By a colour TV.

And it?s the darkest side of my heart that dies when you come to me,
And it?s the golden ticket I win when you kill my enemies,
I hear the father?s cry and the softest sigh when I?m empty,
But if you leave me I?ll get me gone and drowned face down muddy in the water.

Oh when I die,
When I die,
Die I?m alive,
When I lose I find,
My identity.

Love was those dark clouds on the Friday,
It was a holy shaking earthquake,
And you were stuck up in the tree.

And it?s the darkest side of my heart that dies when you come to me,
And it?s the golden ticket I win when you kill my enemies,
I hear the father?s cry and the softest sigh when I?m empty,
But if you leave me I?ll hello goodbye I?m shining knight look I?m deadman.

Oh when I die,
When I die,
When I die,
When I die I?m alive,
When I lose I find,
My identity.