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We put ourselves up to the heat

of bleeding hearts in motion predestined to meet.

We're on our way this time, we even paid for the seats

to this fragile rollercoaster and we follow in its beats.

I can see it all over your face,

the small glances, the smiles and the grace.

It's all put into motion, sparks filling this place.

This is getting out of hand.

It's unholy, unworthy and growly,

it's not the time, this is not the place.

The sole reason we are heare this time

is that our minds got caught in the chase.

As the night goes on, the bolder we get.

Both'd be better off if we'd never met.

Lured by lust, we want something fresh.

We need something to justify our weakened flesh.

I can see it all over your face...

There is no rightful ruler, no one to recreate.

The kiss that passed, just got added to our fate.

So warm, but now it's time to differenciate.

What's sound for time being

and what's sound when it's getting late.

 can see it all over your face...