One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands & then away
Both under influense
we had devine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn´t be good enough
For me, no
One night of magic rush
The start of simple touch
One night to push & scream
And then releaf
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red & blue
We had a promise made
We were in love
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn´t be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn´t be good enough
And you, you knew i had to fight devil
And you, kept us away with wolf teeths
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn´t be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn´t be good enough
For me, no
(Photograph by AES+F Group)