S.O.S

Bound to your side I’m trapped in silence

Just a possession

Is this sex or only violence

That feeds your obsession?

You send me to a broken state

Where I can take the pain just long enough

Then I am numb...Then I just disappear....

So go on infect me

Go on and scare me to death

Tell me I ask for it

Tell me I’ll never forget

You could give me anything but love

Anything but love...

Does it feel good to deny

Hurt me with nothing?

Some sort of sick satisfaction

You get from mind fucking

Stripped down to my naked core

The darkest corners of my mind are yours

That’s where you live...

That’s where you breathe....

Without any faith

Without any light

Condemn me to live

Condemn me to lie

Inside I am dead....

I’ll be the victim

You’ll be the voice in my head

You could give me anything but love

Anything but love....

Anything but love...

Anything but love...

*S.O.S obra maestra de Apocalyptica feat.Cristina Scabbia*

Dedicado a quien se sienta tocado...

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