I slipped into the cloak you left I fiddle around in the ashtray To find your cigarette pinkish red I light it and take a drag I swear I'm losing it With all these erased recordings, I'm rearranging parts You should accept We'll probably remain this way to the end, in steps Underneath the sheets, I find your Makeup and shoes in a bag laid open Grab my keys and some money And circle around the lake I guess you're losing it I like to believe that maybe you're a lot likе me Try using this equality we might need in thе air 'Cause there are no more left like you A picture-perfect strange Imagined in one shape Unchained ♪ Tempt my spirit within my name We crawled in the tomb and release some honey 1800 million ways striving to make it last There is no one left like you A picture-perfect strange Imagined in one shape Unchained ♪ There are no more thrills I'll need Than the desire that we shared From the channels of our dreams To the grave I'll find you again somewhere, I believe You'll find me somewhere again, I believe