…In our diabolical rapture, we live on and on And Death keeps knocking at our door So we open the door and we die a bit more We're in love with death and we die on and on Won't you close our eyes We'll be by your side…

…the juvenile crimes, you where then a young child, you dont even come, from bad neighbourhoods, its your nature, you really are rude.…

…to feel something, its not love, just teasing in a bad way, its selffish and hurts feelings, dont you think, we are already mature enough, to see the difference, between you two. You can already feel it on your skin…