Provoke You
She walks in the room
Like she's (pre-advised?).
She stares at you
With that look in her eyes.
And when she starts to dance
She takes up the stage.
And a part of your life
Turns another page.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you're lying in bed
But you can't sleep.
You try to forget
But it hurts so deep.
So you walk the streets
On a deserted town.
But no solution can be found.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you walk in this light (at the end?)
There is no chance to seduce.
Because everyone can see your personality.
What do remain are the things you did.
Remember when you were hot tempered
And I was too frightened to leave.
Your blood runs cold
And conceals the pain.
That look on her face
Is getting through your brain.
And when you can't get her out of your head
Maybe you'd be better off dead.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you're lying in bed
But you can't sleep.
You try to forget
But it hurts so deep.
So you walk the streets
On a deserted town.
But no solution can be found.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you.
Like she's (pre-advised?).
She stares at you
With that look in her eyes.
And when she starts to dance
She takes up the stage.
And a part of your life
Turns another page.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you're lying in bed
But you can't sleep.
You try to forget
But it hurts so deep.
So you walk the streets
On a deserted town.
But no solution can be found.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you walk in this light (at the end?)
There is no chance to seduce.
Because everyone can see your personality.
What do remain are the things you did.
Remember when you were hot tempered
And I was too frightened to leave.
Your blood runs cold
And conceals the pain.
That look on her face
Is getting through your brain.
And when you can't get her out of your head
Maybe you'd be better off dead.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you sometimes.
When you're lying in bed
But you can't sleep.
You try to forget
But it hurts so deep.
So you walk the streets
On a deserted town.
But no solution can be found.
This girl provoke you.
This girl provoke you.
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Ludke
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