Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zascha
Performer
wink182
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Belov
Composer
Constantin Kary
Composer
Nicolas Winkler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicolas Winkler
Producer
Lyrics
I taste, your skin
I wanna fight but you can find a way in
Red leather, looks better
Blood stains they won't
Get off my sweater
You look dead but in a hot way
Can I wish you for my birthday
Will you eat me will you want me
Make me scream your name I want it
Your fingers are black
I like the color you lack
You dig around in my heart
You're never honest
Lie to me
And tell your not in love
The poison you're spitting
It's spreading, it's living inside these walls
Cry to me
The torture you put me through
Your blood that I swallow is living so hollow
I lie for you
My teeth shake
My bones break
I need a reason
But I think its too late
The next day
My head aches
I said I'm leaving
But I couldn't escape
Your fingers are black
I like the color you lack
You dig around in my heart
You re never honest
Lie to me
And tell you're not in love
The poison you re spitting
It's spreading, it's living inside these walls
Cry to me
The torture you put me through
Your blood that I swallow you
Is living so hollow
I lie for you
Written by: Alexander Belov, Constantin Kary, Nicolas Winkler