I still wonder if she ever notice
that I scream out my lungs for her
and that it's always suddenly raining
when she looks so [bad word] unaware
She is out in the clubs of Lisbon
you can see her in the bars at dawn
trying to dance all her loss away
high heels, absinthe and love forlorn
And all the heads are spinning…
to the girl with the moving feet
while all their minds are sinning
she's seeding star casualties
Black silk, sunglasses
like fallen from your dreams
opium for the masses
ice-cold by all means
red lips that teaches you
don't [bad word] close
for words that cuts through
emotional overdose

I still wonder if she ever notice
that I cut out my heart for her
and that rain turns into icestorms
when she looks so [bad word] unaware
She is out in the streets of berlin
you can see her on the bridge at dawn
trying to pretend she's falling
high heels, absinthe and love forlorn
And all the heads are spinning…
to the girl with the moving feet
while all their minds are sinning
she's seeding star casualties
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