You're standing alone on the cold sand and you're terrified.
She doesn't answer to your calls.
Where are you Irene?
You didn't want the job but the job wanted you.
Hopeless customers and decadent boss have always been waiting for you.
And this is how goes your life: not fast enough.
You're so used to feel the breath of emptiness and failure.
You're standing alone on the cold sand and you're terrified.
She doesn't answer to your calls.
Where are you Irene?
But there's one thing you care about.
Her name is Irene.
Her hair smells like the wild forest.
And she's only one to give you fever when she bites your tongue.
But as you turn into a ghost she
Takes a different interest in your friends.
And you can feel her look through your diaphanous body.
Tonight you're going to a beach party and when you speak in the
Car your words reason in her head like "blablablablablablabla".
You're standing alone on the cold sand and you're terrified.
She doesn't answer to your calls.
Where are you Irene?
You find her in the morning; she says she wanted to sleep.
You try to thin about it but in your
Head it goes like "blablablablablablabla".