And if you’re hurting
I will replace the noise with silence instead
(Flushing/Crushing-?) out your head
If you like it violent
We can play rough and tumble, fall into bed
(And I won’t wait for you to recover /or/ And I won't wait so you can recover)
When you’re in pieces
Just follow the echo of my voice, it’s okay
Tune into that frequency
Don’t fight your reflex
Embrace the instinct, you can feel your way
(through the bed, and we face in the end-?)
‘Cause it breaks my heart
If we live this way
I know people need love
(‘Cause their people never play the game-?)
And we talk the talk
We communicate
And (their/there-?) people need love
‘Cause those people never play the game
Pleasure for pleasure
Its ease is consequence enough for a fall
But I know you love to take the risk
The past is weakness
Don’t beg the question when the answer is war
There are moments when I’m overcome
chorus.
And it breaks my heart…
In love (or: We can’t believe in love-???)
Vova
