Texty: Guano Apes. Walking On A Thin Line. Scratch The Pitch.

:
The lines fade away
they dissapear
the colour of your lips
wants to move on
so now
the one you are looking for
is the one without a
soul,no soul, no soul, no soul

I need no reasons
to feel the wave inside
so hold on
the only thing you
have to know
is I see your make up

Scratch the pitch
and fool me around
the time's gone
and no oh
don't forget
where you are comin' from
hide your make up
2x

If pain and mania
show us what we are
I draw your skin
and push you way to far
cause tonight
I'm the one you're looking for
one more time feeding your soul
no soul, no soul, no soul

Between the devil
and the deap blue sea
we fly
cause there in the
sand on the shore
lies our fear

Scratch the pitch
and fool me around
the time's gone
and no oh
don't forget
where you are comin' from
hide your make up
2x

If pain and mania
show what we are
I'll draw your skin
and push us too far
push us too far

There in the sand
of the shore's lying your fear