Текст: Amos The Transparent. OK, OK, Fine, Okay.

It maybe Im just over reacting as you are pinching
Nerves, or maybe you're just looking for answers, this is none of my concern

This is one we've been holding on to, were holding out while holding it in
We're walking a fine line with nothing underneath
Will we meet at the end or is this above me?

Follow her down and see what she wants to see
Nobody knows just where she been, or where she's going to be
And these secrets we'll keep to ourselves
On our journey to find something else

But you scratch it 'til it bleeds, until you believe this is real and it's how it has to be
Another one for jealousy, another one for hate. baby, if it's real we just can't wait