There is nothing easier than to forget you
But it is difficult to remember every flaw.
And I would rather die and it would be true.
You tie my hands like a passionate storm
But you come and make me fall apart,
Breaking my heart.
The smoke treats lips with menthol fumes,
It is the only way I remember your riot.
Cried on my bed, curled up because of you,
I didn't know what to say and remained silent.
But I get your forgotten commercial art,
Losing my heart.
But what do you choose: a chain or freedom?
My choice is clear and not in your favor.
Inside I love you but you make that illegal.
In front of me it is the same screensaver:
You are taking away the main of my part,
You are taking my heart.