What’s love in my beating heart?

What I need is not related to the love a woman could give!?

Look into my eyes full of tears and don’t say I didn’t warn you!

Look into my heart and listen to the sound my soul reflects my feelings

You realize my gestures getting mad talking to me: nothing is real everything’s a dream How funny it is! Shoot you down … one two three times Again and again and again! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sorry, wait, the phone is ringing … … … Now I’m back and keep going on telling you my soul shit

Tricks and trick by trick pull the trigger

waiting for the sun that’ll never rise

Bang! Bang! Bang! Makes the gun in my hand Spitting out the bullets

Blood by blood said the soul realizing: soul by soul heart by heart

Counting up to ten putting out the gun into my hand loose the trigger telling my soul not to cry

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shades of my nightly dream

night by night never the same always the thing that never stops

… ending with a bloodbath …

… but the victim is not me

Know nothing more than my head getting a timebomb like Tick! Tick! Tick!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Stepping out and in my life looking down my body ten feet high

see me have some smalltalk with Death himself

Singing melodies my soul would burn my heart would cry

Record the tricks somebody plays on me Trick by trick and pull the trigger

gun on my head Bang! Bullet in the head my brain is past just a painting on the wall call it life performance Blood is rising like a red rain back into the clouds of nowhere

I’m falling down, down, down smashing my body to the stones sounds like in a B-Movie

You got the ticket You paid for it Now see the movie of my momentary life …

You and me again like Romeo and Juliet dying for each other dying for the love principle

Getting shot by the own hand It’s nasty or what?! Nope for nothing real or fantastique

Dreaming about another chance you never had like counting money you never get

What we got is: Two people in more than four different worlds

Prepare the bill you never pay pray for heaven or hell

Now I’ll take out the gun count up to three pull the trigger three times: Bang! Bang! Bang!

It’s over now! You’re past taken out the life No rules … … Game over …