k** the transmission
Your coalition, my vocation
It's a sign of the times
I die
Nobody's gonna hurt you
Some day that nobody's gonna be me
I'd give up my well-being to ensure your happiness in my sanctuary
There's nothing more, there are no sunny days
And you'll pray to God your heart explodes before I do these things to you
We were meant for sorrow
We were meant for more than this
I can't recall what you said to me the other day
Your love letter opens my wrist
k**ing the transmission
Je t'aime ma chérie