START TO BELIEVE/SOMEONE'S OUT THERE TO GET YOU

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MORNING DEW

Morning dew
mixed with blood

I'm tired of this life
I don't wanna be your boyfriend
you wouldn't like me
when the drug starts wearing off
I've got a new direction
waiting somewhere out there
you've got destination
waiting for me
in the morning dew

Morning dew
mixed with blood

Summertime
mud up your high heels and ankles
I had no intentions for limiting speed
Countryside
green fields and I can't remember
just when you started following me

The night was a black out
the night was a failure
the morning gave answers
but no relief
the one you love
is a killer, is a traitor
the one you love's .
been forgetting your name .
in the morning dew 

The one you love....



TOWN OF FAILING PARTIES

In a pigsty
on the floor
a carpet .
made out of anns and legs
in the middle
Ithe glorious you listening to confessions
of the living dead

In the center of town
someone has been beaten up
when the bars close down
there's always some room
to party along

Blood on the toilet
sick on the stairway
something is moving
at the end of the hall
grabs your leg
tries to steal a kiss
before it enters you
it stumbles and falls

In the center of town
someone has been beaten up
when the bars close down
there's always some room to party!




START TO BELIEVE

I've been preparing
marked down every footstep
you have taken
wiped out every kiss
some creep had put on
your brittle cheeks


The gods are horny
for your body
staring down from heavens gate
where life is smiling
they are waving
and it's love they want to make
so you better look up
raise your head
better start to believe

I've been resigning
washed this bitter taste from my mouth
then I've been climbing
growing, raising my glass
without the trembling
to a new life
and to King Roche
The gods are horny...
Receive... .

RECIEVE! ! !



YOUR BOYFRIEND

Your boyfriend is somewhere out there
he's licking his wounds
with eyes that are twinkling so dangerous
and a mouth that growls
how could you make him stand so tall
the one, once at your feet
now is out there to get you

You're in bed and someone is singing you lullabys
he's no stranger, like a lover you swallow the words
did you ever ask yourself what he means to you ?
did you ever ask yourself what you mean to him ?

someone's out there to get you!

Your boyfriend is somewhere out there
he is hiding in the shade
he's going to come out there soon
growling, with sharpened teeth
the mistreated body feels strong
the bittered mind is clear and allert

someone's out there to get you!



CAPTAIN SAYS (CALL ME MOSES)

Briny oceans, they surround
this castle of loneliness 
solid and unbeatable
but brittle from inside ,
briny oceans deeply sigh
roar before they take 
and grey is the colour ,
where rest will be found
for those who are in pain

Tension's growing day by day
on the hallways of this ship
it's getting colder day by day
on this so called mystery trip
captain doesn't bother
he stands tall on the campaign
and sailor's graves await us
where the ice-rocks colour grey

Captain says...call me Moses

Briny nothings, they surround
this cabin where I tried
to remember your face, the way it was i
on the day I left you behind
briny tears, secretly shed
on this steamer of despair
I stare down from the front-deck
there is peace awaiting there

Captain says...call me friend



KISS ON YOUR SCARS

Here is a message
from the inside of a man
to tell you he's alive
to tell you he's been walking this room
and he cried in every comer
to tell you that he suffers for you

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss
kiss on your scars

Here are the words
from the spirit of a man
to tell you that he's hungry
to tell you that the blood is still running
as a sign of being alive

A happy ending just doesn't work
I want tragedy before curtains
It doesn't matter where you've been
as long as you'll be back

I'm drunk, I'm suffering and I'm alive
I'm drunk, I'm suffering and I'm alive
I'm drunk, I'm suffering and I'm alive

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss
kiss on your scars



SPIRIT OF A STRANGER

He must have noticed you
inbetween the grey and silent mass
he must have noticed you
you and your pale skin
you and your white eyes
you and your appeal

You must have felt some warmth
coming down over your body.
as he gave you the spirit
spirit of a stranger
made you swallow
made you swallow

He gave you the night
he gave you his heart
and finally his soul
and you liked it
you gave in to it
you surrendered
somewhere, sometime

I smile, hang my head in relaxation
for this night, I have conquered
and I got rid of
the spirit of the one who burned
spirit of the one who burned



HE'S ON FIRE

He reads the note
the words come to him slowly
in toilets of smoothy bars
he let his heart speak
in front of the mirror
he yelled and faced his nudity
the man, he is on fire
and she is in his reach

While waking up
he smiled and tried to whistle
he walked the streets
while hiding the silent scream
trying to analyse
what he was going through
the man, he is on fire
and living in a dream

Painting his feelings
searching for a language
Romeos don't speak in words
they speak in moves
and she is desirable
and he's the first one
to drink her blood
and touch her virginity

The news came from a friend
she was preparing
he locked himself up
to staunch his bleeding heart
finally he sprankeled himself
all over with gasoline
and he was in despair
when he lit the match