You’re the boy who murdered love You’re the boy who murdered love Cold hands and a jantung of stone You’re a midas in reverse You’re the king of pain and hurt And the stars turn into fire And the mawar change from red to black You encourage my desire Then anda put the panah in my back And I’m
Shot shot shot shot shot like a bullet Stop stop stop stop stop oh anda cinta it No no no no no now you’ve done it oh You’re the boy who murdered love Love cinta cinta cinta love You’re the boy who murdered love
You’re the thief of innocence You’re a tainted ceri, cherry tree There’s a mark upon your skin Where your...
You’re still gone Maybe I should look for you Hiding corners Maybe I should be there too Running far Is the only way we save us It’s who we are Let’s see where it will take us I can’t run too long So we’d better find ourselves now I don’t think we’re strong So we’d better catch ourselves out
Here’s my hands Here’s my hands You can hold on to Where’s your head, your head There for thinking through Here’s my heart Here’s my heart You can take it with you
Take all of these parts and Remake me and you Remake me and
I can hold anda but My grip is not strong enough Out of my hands But anda could sync...