I think I’m bound to be your enemy
Take your hand, hook on me
The ones in the [?] now perfectly
The way they were
The way they should be
Hang on me

Enemies the last fifteen years
Through a [?] and I hear no tears
[?]
Without your [?] and see those fears

Annalisa

Annalisa has no escape
Sound [?] in the [?] room
Take a gun and [?]
[?] screaming [?]
Annalisa

Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa