Текст: Nine Black Alps. Love / Hate. Burn Faster.

Bent out of shape
her body moves and pull the feeling from your face
completely screwed.
All out of style
why can't you see there's so much sadness in your smile
it's always you who has to..
Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further

Always the same
Can't change your colours or you'll look the other way
for a better view.
The bitter taste
you broke the mould that held you firmly in your place
and now it's you who has to..
Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further

When every little step you take,
Keep making the same mistake
Yeah

Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further