Текст песни: The Urge + перевод

What the hell I was doing here?

I’m sick of all this tragedies.

Drown in my biggest fear.

I can’t separate the

space between this dreary earthquake

that sleeps in my insides

and everything you haven’t saved.

How could you think to hate me?

Digging on, digging on this cancer.

Dead cells are my special gift.

There’s nothing else to keep.

I must confess.

I’m sleeping over sinking landscapes

without a lullaby.

And if you did it for ourselves,

how could you think to save me?

I’m truly happy but it will end soon.

I’m burning red but I’m feeling blue.

I will smile at your doom if your fucking Berlin burns.

It won’t heal these wounds,

but it will help me.

When you lose before you try and there’s no hand to bite,

have you ever felt like someone who’s digging his grave with the urge

to die?

I’m truly happy but it will end soon.

I’m burning red but I’m feeling blue.

I will smile at your doom if your fucking Berlin burns.

It won’t heal these wounds,

but it will help me.

How could we break up if

we were never been together for real?

There’s no tear. There’s someone

who’s aching. There is.

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