Pernille Rosendahl:
goodbye bullet came
And took it's toll
And I just stood there watching
The heads were rolling
And I was riper than a cherry red
I didn't see a thing
I couldn't sense the danger

Michael Poulsen:
And now you wonder if the matters of the heart
Will ever let you go
You keep your skeletons at bay
You [bad word] your gold in the darkest night
Noone to see
Your secrets safe with me

Pernille Rosendahl:
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found

Pernille Rosendahl:
I'm gonna pick my weapon well
Cause I have a tale to tell
And I am expecting sabatoge
And from a speeding train
I take my aim
With a silver shell that's saying:
"Go to [bad word] "

Michael Poulsen:
But now the muscle from your mean machine [bad word] out of luck
There ain't no sign of the help
And now you're paying with your broken pride
You'll never learn
Your bridges they will burn

Pernille Rosendahl:
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a [bad word] cause what I want is even more
Than your blood shot eyes

Michael Poulsen:
See the chains that I wrestle
And the score I will settle
I can see them walking hand in hand
And the blows I have taken
They will not be forgiven
I am such a fool to try

Pernille Rosendahl:
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a [bad word] cause what I want is more
I'll never ever find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a [bad word] cause I want so much more
I hold back the heartache
The lost paradise
I'm searching for answers
Behind the blood shot eyes