Из альбома: Tales for Bad Girls
Just she had a way,
When they found a dead-end
Just they try to say,
When there is no way
In you they can't trust,
When your advices were lies
In things they can't touch,
Keeping close till their death
Should they just forget,
Keeping close till their farewell?
Should they feel the fear,
When their chance is far away?
Just they could give up
When the pressure came up
They burn, gasoline
They cry, tragedy,
When their old heaven is dead
They feel, gasoline
They trust
Memories
Where's their heaven now?
Just see her eyes
When their freedom died