My Mind, say
What does it take to give
Femmes Fatales, létal
Took the child in me
I wish you the best for all of you
And you grow old in me I die young with you
I was, looking for purification, salvation
But it was just, pure fornication
No room for 2 and the one on this island
So much to see if I ever reach the ocean
Different continents
It's all my hands
The beginning and the end
