IRC-Galleria

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel.

Take my money,
take my possession,
take my obsession,
I don't need that shit

Fuck your money,
fuck your possession,
Fuck your obsession,
I don't need that shit

Money,
possession,
obsession,
I don't need that shit

Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What - creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishment
And you're the master
And I am waiting for disaster

I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It is impossible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is
I'm getting away with murder

Getting away, Getting away, Getting away

I drink my drink and I don't even want to
I think my thoughts when..
I.. don't.. even.. need to
I never look back 'cause I don't even want to
And I don't need to
Because I'm getting away with murder

I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It is impossible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is
I'm getting away with murder

Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away
Getting away

MURDER

Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What - creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishment
And you're the master
And I am craving this disaster

I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It is impossible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is
I'm getting away with murder

Geting away, Geting away, Geting away

I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the trurth I am
Getting away with murder
It is impossible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is
I'm getting away with murder