Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Cristina Scabbia
Cristina Scabbia
Исполнитель
Eicca Toppinen
Eicca Toppinen
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Johnny Andrews
Johnny Andrews
Композитор
Eicca Toppinen
Eicca Toppinen
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jacob Hellner
Jacob Hellner
Продюсер

Слова

Bound to your side, I'm trapped in silence
Just a possession
Is this sex or only violence
That feeds your obsession?
You send me to a broken state
Where I can take the pain just long enough
Then I am numb, then I just disappear
So go on, infect me
Go on and scare me to death
Tell me I asked for it
Tell me I'll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Does it feel good to deny
Hurt me with nothing
Some sort of sick satisfaction
You get from mindfucking
Oh, stripped down to my naked core
The darkest corners of my mind are yours
That's where you live, that's where you breathe
So go on, infect me
Go on and scare me to death
Dare me to leave you
Tell me I'll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Without any faith, without any light
Condemn me to live, condemn me to lie
Inside I am dead
So go on, infect me
Go on and scare me to death
I'll be the victim
You'll be the voice in my head
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Written by: Eicca Toppinen, Johnny Andrews
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