| 作词 : Philippe de Kepper | |
| 作曲 : Vanessa LAURIOLA/Philippe de Kepper | |
| I'm, I'm thinking about | |
| I'm living with insight, I'm kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A different of nature | |
| A precious Anonymous | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I'm, I'm selling my call | |
| I' consum my migh, I'm kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A kind of goodness | |
| The king of the mess | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I, I need a special key, | |
| To open a different door | |
| A kind, A question as a cry | |
| A precious tear is dry | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth |
| zuo ci : Philippe de Kepper | |
| zuo qu : Vanessa LAURIOLA Philippe de Kepper | |
| I' m, I' m thinking about | |
| I' m living with insight, I' m kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A different of nature | |
| A precious Anonymous | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I' m, I' m selling my call | |
| I' consum my migh, I' m kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A kind of goodness | |
| The king of the mess | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I, I need a special key, | |
| To open a different door | |
| A kind, A question as a cry | |
| A precious tear is dry | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth |
| zuò cí : Philippe de Kepper | |
| zuò qǔ : Vanessa LAURIOLA Philippe de Kepper | |
| I' m, I' m thinking about | |
| I' m living with insight, I' m kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A different of nature | |
| A precious Anonymous | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I' m, I' m selling my call | |
| I' consum my migh, I' m kissing my fate | |
| A kind, A kind of goodness | |
| The king of the mess | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth | |
| I, I need a special key, | |
| To open a different door | |
| A kind, A question as a cry | |
| A precious tear is dry | |
| Of your talk x3 | |
| I know your answers allways hurt, your tongue | |
| I know your speak is never true, your mouth |