Dibidáa

Jero, I'm dead between your demos I'm here so stuck And sick inside your thoughts Jero, let me be your coat of leather In this cold night Collecting words of walls Cause you appeared in between this foul weather You multiplied my lessons Now let me tell you Dibi-dibidáa Something I've got really deep inside Am I frightened of being afraid? Or am I trying to feel better? Am I trying not to Dibi-dibidáa Trying not to feel? I'm lost in my despair This tremble, this ecstasy, these shambles Are fake, are fun, I won't be out of control Sever the ties and cut my leather 'Cause this cold night It is perfect to remind That you appeared in between this foul weather You multiplied my lessons Now let me tell you Dibi-dibidáa Something I've got really deep inside Am I frightened of being afraid? Or am I trying to feel better? Am I trying not to Dibi-dibidáa Trying not to feel? 'Cause you appeared in between this foul weather You multiplied my lessons Now let me tell you Dibi-dibidáa Something I've got really deep inside Am I frightened of being afraid? Or am I trying to feel better? Am I trying not to Dibi-dibidáa Trying not to feel? I'm lost in my despair