Everytime we meet,

It makes me feel so cold.

A shiver runs down my spine

And hits the core of my soul.



Though you also let me hear,

let me hear the sirens call.

And those infatuating voices

Seem to be worth dying for



I´m just about to break

I´m just about to fake



Im darksomely addicted to this,

Darksomely - for a moment of bliss.

It´s not worth it from my very own point of view

To exchange a dream for what they call truth.

(To exchange a dream for such an illusive truth.)



Everytime we part

It makes me feel so sick.

There´s nothing left but pain inside

And a dark shade in my head.



For you let me see,

Let me see through closed eyes.

And those incredible images

Seem to compensate for all life´s lies



...



You give me something easy

That I can complicate

You give me something beautiful

That I can destroy and hate



And if it feels this good

It must be the perfect dream

Found far beyond despair

Hardly noticed behind the scenes.



Im darksomely addicted to this

Just for a brief moment of bliss.

It´s not worth it from my very own point of view

To exchange a dream for what they call truth.

(To exchange a dream for such an illusive truth.)