Dead Romantics

Frozen in silence Willing to never, ever speak again Consumed by their own appetite Starved to death on the very last supper When you've got everything it feels like it means nothing When you've got nothing it feels like it's everything The lips filled with glass Tongue twists like a dance Is there still any chance? This one is the last Changes and regrets Huh, I don't speak that way So you don't as well, do you? Don't you say, do you? Frozen in silence Willing to never, ever speak again Consumed by their own appetite Starved to death on the very last supper When you've got everything it feels like it means nothing When you've got nothing it feels like it's everything Autumn, harvest time A bitter-slyly smile Of the black coat guy With a pearly sight Leads his subtle step Leaves plundered ground And the kiss of death On the passing time He never looks behind Left it all behind No one ever knows And the moment never lies And the moment never lies Romance is dead Don't you forget? The romantics regret nothing Always and never To die for your heartbeat is to live forever