Black September
You can't kill my heart, it's dead
Oh don't try to guess my name
It's way more than trick or treat
I'm from hell no damn picnic
They say evil leads nowhere
But see there it got me here
I bet you can fall for me
Just as easy as pretty please
I must fight you with me the strengths of hundred thousand gods
I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
Its ironic how forbidden fruit
Always grows in knowledge trees
Just a bite won't hurt a bit
We will share like lions will
I must fight you with the strengths of hundred thousand gods
Oh Sometimes when you loose, you win
I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
The cut is so deep
It feels like a winter always grows inside of me
My lips are dry shut
But yet your soft kiss bitterly liberating me
My hands are so cold
I can't wait until you will be holding them again
The cut is so deep
It's feeding my hunger for your skin against my skin
I can't let you go
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
Monday always starts up with a bang
Tuesday always ends up with an accident
Waiting for the black September
Hope that my body does not dismember
Oh don't try to guess my name
It's way more than trick or treat
I'm from hell no damn picnic
They say evil leads nowhere
But see there it got me here
I bet you can fall for me
Just as easy as pretty please
I must fight you with me the strengths of hundred thousand gods
I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
Its ironic how forbidden fruit
Always grows in knowledge trees
Just a bite won't hurt a bit
We will share like lions will
I must fight you with the strengths of hundred thousand gods
Oh Sometimes when you loose, you win
I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
The cut is so deep
It feels like a winter always grows inside of me
My lips are dry shut
But yet your soft kiss bitterly liberating me
My hands are so cold
I can't wait until you will be holding them again
The cut is so deep
It's feeding my hunger for your skin against my skin
I can't let you go
Look straight in my eyes
We cannot linger this black september
I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December
I'm telling you now
We cannot continue this charade no
So much to loose, nothing to win
Unless, unless we're both cut
So they lived ever happily
But that's not written for me
Kings and Queens should always be
Like the fairytales we read
Monday always starts up with a bang
Tuesday always ends up with an accident
Waiting for the black September
Hope that my body does not dismember
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Victor Flores, Angelica Maria Estelle Rylin, Fredrik Karl Henry Aakesson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.