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[ar:North On Canvas] |
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[ti:Passione Nera] |
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I met you in a thunder of solitude |
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I caught you by the arm; |
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We use to call this fog life, |
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Just a nightmare-painted blur. |
| [00:43.36] |
I will cover myself in sheets. |
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I will paint the walls black. |
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And your blood will be my ink. |
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And your heart will be my brush. |
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Feel your hatred rising, |
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And my satisfaction exploding. |
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Your happiness, my sorrow. |
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Your happiness, my sorrow. |
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Should've known it before that kiss. |
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I'm running to you, |
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I run in vain on to you. |
| [01:22.17] |
Let's not and say we did. |
| [01:28.07] |
Bleak escape, a flight of steps, |
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I'm heading North without a chance. |
| [01:35.20] |
Different borders, different snow. |
| [01:38.54] |
I hope I'll get to heal those wounds. |
| [01:56.25] |
I met you in a thunder of solitude |
| [01:59.72] |
I caught you by the arm; |
| [02:03.23] |
We use to call this fog life, |
| [02:07.01] |
Just a nightmare-painted blur. |
| [02:10.48] |
I will cover myself in sheets. |
| [02:13.78] |
I will paint the walls black. |
| [02:17.40] |
And your blood will be my ink. |
| [02:20.48] |
And your heart will be my brush. |
| [02:24.68] |
Feel your hatred rising, |
| [02:27.39] |
And my satisfaction exploding. |
| [02:31.88] |
Your happiness, my sorrow. |
| [02:35.40] |
Your happiness, my sorrow. |
| [02:38.86] |
Should've known it before that kiss. |
| [02:42.15] |
I'm running to you, |
| [02:45.59] |
I run in vain on to you. |
| [02:49.13] |
Let's not and say we did. |
| [02:55.18] |
Bleak escape, a flight of steps, |
| [02:58.06] |
I'm heading North without a chance. |
| [03:02.01] |
Different borders, different snow. |
| [03:05.19] |
I hope I'll get to heal those wounds. |
| [03:26.98] |
Should've known it before that kiss. |
| [03:30.02] |
I'm running to you, |
| [03:33.87] |
I run in vain on to you. |
| [03:37.15] |
Let's not and say we did. |
| [03:43.14] |
Bleak escape, a flight of steps, |
| [03:45.91] |
I'm heading North without a chance. |
| [03:49.95] |
Different borders, different snow. |
| [03:53.26] |
I hope I'll get to heal those wounds. |
