Personal Tightrope Songtext

von Terry Hoax

A last time
Now his drivin' to ruin
His last words
Humble and still

Just drive
Servant of your lord
I'll be alone
In love and strong

It could have been like that
... it's a personal tightrope...
It could have been like that
... it's a personal tightrope...
And so it happened
It's my personal tightrope
Yeah, my personal tightrope

Seconds run by
I gently begin
A greedy kiss
On her fettered face
Seconds run by
I gently begin
A greedy kiss
On her fettered face

She's so beautiful
And she wants it
So she takes it

She looks so helpless
But she wants it
So she takes it

Don't cry
No one can hear you

We're in my head
And there we're alone
You hold on tight
With one hand - all the night
Your clam's bloom
I'll pierce you soon
It could have been like that
... it's my personal tightrope...
It could have been like that
... it's a personal tightrope...
And so it happened
It's my personal tightrope
Yeah, my personal tightrope

Hard pain
Can you see the figure
High upon the throne
Who looks like me
Hard pain
Can you see the figure
High upon the throne
Who looks like me

Singin' in high tones
A lament
With glaring glance he sees
The beauty blind
The beauty blind

Yeah.

The beauty blind
The beauty blind
The beauty blind
The beauty blind
Yeah come on...