Killing me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours
Therefore neither no one else
But I think our spereart
Working outside our bodies
Being spattered by the sides
Through the melancholic air
Killing me where heaven marries the ocean
I know I won't ever be yours
Therefore neither no one else
But I think our spereart
Working outside our bodies
Being spattered by the sides
Through the melancholic air
Through the melancholic air
(Through the melancholic air)