Idioma Origen:
I've fallen for and fought the wars with you
And held my breath until I'm gray
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Feed me, bleed me
I don?t care
I can?t keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead
No soul to sell, I've been through hell with you
Then left our love outside to freeze
We'd die in bed then you threw dirt on me
And burn me out like a disease
Thrill me, kill me
I don't care
I can't keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Thrill me, kill me
I don?t care
I can't keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
I can?t keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead
Idioma Destino:
I've fallen for and fought the wars with you
And held my breath until I'm gray
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Feed me, bleed me
I don?t care
I can?t keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead
No soul to sell, I've been through hell with you
Then left our love outside to freeze
We'd die in bed then you threw dirt on me
And burn me out like a disease
Thrill me, kill me
I don't care
I can't keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Thrill me, kill me
I don?t care
I can't keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
I can?t keep what I don't want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, 'cause love is dead