Music guides you with a beating
Heat and cold mix, you are living
Colors shines on, you are feeling
For a moment you stop breathing
Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know,
Don't be waiting, waiting for me now...
Eyes on fire, body is heating
Pulse is high and you are bleeding
Tremble hands and now it's sweating
Time will freeze it in a minute
Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know,
Don't be waiting, waiting for me now...
No more music, no more beating…
No more colors, no more feelings
No more bleeding, no more sweating
No more pulse and no more breathing
Now it's getting too much but you don't seem to know,
Don't be waiting, waiting for me now...
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