Faqu

[Lyrics: Britta] This seeking is concealing What is hidden in the back Outstanding your pretending And this is what makes me so sick "Ihavebeensickbeforeyoucameandknockeduponmydoor" What ever made you think that I lost this game... I did not even play! Repeat then delete and hope that no one got you wrong Find phrases where Silence is to camouflage this discomfort "Tellthisjokeonceagainistilldidnotgetit" Me, unmoved Me, freak... Tell me why should I be the one you'd like to see? Fuck me? Fuck you Fuck me I fuck you, too Fuck me? Fuck you Fuck me I fuck you, too These lines are written down because Then I can scream 'em out It does not only ease the pain It helps to see things clear My giving Your taking I know those hopeful eyes This case has two faces One is right, the other left "thedayIneedafriendlikeyouI'lljusthavemyselfalittlesquatandshitoneout" What in the world makes you think that I have lost this game? Who can win this anyway? My hate is my comfort My hate is my shell, my justification to send you to hell