Sudden Death

Try to see through false-coloured eyes Promise to act like grown-ups do Is it in my genes or jeans I do not know Stuck in a never-ending daydream A well-hidden secret all those years It's understood I send my regards to you Tears of joy to tears of despair Scratches my back with razor-sharp nails The queen is gone and there's no time to speak Still in an ever-lasting nightmare The song of a ghost is following me A salted truth out of false belief It's over, it's over, I will always remember you name It's over, it's over, and without you it won't be the same This sudden death is coming