Crashing around me like dust You are the realest thing ...

 Muzyka używana jest do kształtowania ludzkiego umysłu; może być mocna jak narkotyk, lecz o wiele niebezpieczniejsza, gdyż nikt nie traktuje poważnie manipulowania poprzez muzykę.

 It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

 Let me hear your voice
Got the passion time to make it right

 Tylko tak mogę mieć pewnego dnia,
Czego wciąż mi brak.

 My spirit's sleeping some where cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

 It's no secret that the both of us are running out of time

 Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close

 I'm gonna swing from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist

 I watched you as you left but I can never seem to let you go

 I’m so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough