Žodžiai dainai: Aneurysm June. Strawberries On The Asphalt. Skinny Soul.

Written by: Cesar F.

My sickness keeps me out of the track,
makes me king of an invisible land,
Lord at the gates of time.
Your skin is farther than my hometown,
but hope keeps sticking around,
Lonely love, wicked heart.

Save me,
Save me,
From me.

I'm there but I have a skinny soul,
Numb child asking for more,
What else can I do for you,
Shallow ghost, almost see-through,
I'm there, but I have a skinny soul.

Weaknesses that others don't want,
Are my strength make me starve,
Knifes that heal, words that hurt.
And your chest is much farther than hell,
So throw the keys and wish me well,
Truth to hide, lies to tell.

Save me,
Save me,
From me.

I'm there but I have a skinny soul,
Numb child asking for more,
What else can I do for you,
Shallow ghost, almost see-through,
I'm there, but I have a skinny soul

(Thanks to AJ Publishing for these lyrics)