I’m sorry, dearest
For the hurtful text
I killed my soul
By hurting you
But that little girl
Will stay in my head

My past tender letters
were so meaningless
Now tears fall like dew
When I think of you

You’ll never know
of my pure love
You’ll never know
of my sorrow
I hate myself so much
for that hurtful message

My past tender letters
were so meaningless
Now tears fall like dew
When I think of you

My dream is gone
But my love is still alive
Love makes me down
But satisfied at night

Your pretty face
Your blue eyes
Your pink lips
Your sweet scent
Your lacy lingerie
It’s all a drug to me
Darling, can’t you see?

My dream is gone
But my love is still alive
Love makes me down
But satisfied at night

Мои эксперименты с выдуманными гитарными переборами и боями, которые в итоге были объединены в одну композицию.

Моя первая в большей степени электронная композиция, содержащая непривычный для меня речитатив и легкий перегруз ударных инструментов.