[00:00.00]Amsterdam - Daughter
[00:03.97]Written by：Igor Haefeli/Elena Tonra
[00:07.94]Skin off like lightning
[00:15.38]Breathing flames from thoraces tray
[00:22.57]Your eyes go gray finding
[00:29.88]You lock your gaze on to my face
[00:37.35]Heavy eye clothing on the roadside
[00:44.74]Swinging from the street lights
[00:51.03]I hope by the morning I will have grown back
[00:58.95]By the morning I will have grown back
[01:05.56]I'll escape with him
[01:09.07]Show him all my skin
[01:12.79]Then I'll go
[01:16.42]I'll go home
[01:20.11]Amsterdam
[01:28.18]I'm a flying kite in the breeze just
[01:32.92]Restlessly seeking images a child needs to help them sleep
[01:43.44]I was thinking that I should see someone
[01:50.77]Just to find out that I'm alright
[01:58.05]By the morning I would've grown back
[02:05.32]By the morning I would've grown back
[02:11.62]I'll escape with him
[02:15.02]Showing all my skin
[02:18.58]Then I'll go
[02:22.52]I'll go home
[02:26.19]Amsterdam
[02:35.02]I used to dream of
[02:40.44]Adventure
[02:42.26]When I was younger
[02:47.53]With lungs miniature
[02:49.65]Good night with killing
[02:55.04]Our brain cells
[02:57.03]Is this called living
[03:02.34]Or something else
[03:09.67]Or something else
[03:17.02]Or something else
[03:22.44]By the morning I would've grown back
[03:29.54]By the morning I would've grown back
[03:36.93]By the morning I would've grown back
[03:43.97]By the morning I would've grown back