Behind the Window şarkı sözleri

Behind the Window Behind the window you're making cobweb Over the picture in shape of my heart And after all the hard tests I come to be the one Your pulse rolls my impulse Your tears my eyes Your hands my body Your lips my story Your steps my slow killers Hurry up Kill me Behind the window you're making circles That go away out of my reach Up in my brain I'm coming through My rhythm comes from behind the window Your tears my eyes Your hands my body Your lips my story Your steps my slow killers Kill Kill Me.