Testo
All you are to me is a bleak obsession
I am the mark intent on burning the street
How many times can I ask you?
How many days can I go without you?
But you tear me in half
Tear me in half
But you tear me in half
Tear me in half
The distance is a killer
The fire in my eyes
The heat of imposition
How many days can I go without you?
But you tear me in half
Tear me in half
But you tear me in half
Tear me in half
