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A rainy Tuesday; in a horrible way, the dampness is comforting From the messy bedroom, I can hear, emotionally Her dissatisfaction, greed, jealousy and restrained distress When it eventually goes away, will she break me? A rainy Tuesday; I don't want to go to the bedroom You're in hysterics; once again I'm entranced by your wrists My distress eventually takes on a life of its own and spills over You've broken me, just like you planned So now you're fawning at my feet - are you out of your mind? It's actually funny - you're ugly all over... Roses, roses, roses, the roses die in my spit; I have no tears tonight Roses, roses, roses, I want to keep loving you, the past, those sweet days we can't go back to A rainy Tuesday, amid my headache and nausea I convulse, your eyes run away, I've caught you I want to keep playing, I want to feel you until get tired of you Let's enjoy the limits of our greed Your cries become screams, your face becomes expressionless Let's mingled our bodies pervertedly, more freely... I fall deep, deep, deep, so deep it's like I'm melting, deeply, painfully, agonisingly into grief I'm drawn to the danger of drowning, to your attraction Roses, roses, roses, these flowers have no moisture, a frigid show time SongtexteWhen I let it flow, flow, flow, like masturbating alone, those days become empty and I regret them Roses, roses, roses, the roses die in my spit; I have no tears tonight Roses, roses, roses, I love you, the past, those sweet days... A rainy Tuesday; in a horrible way, the dampness is comforting My new girlfriend's blood type is A, confined to a wheelchair You're a silent, fastidious, pure, unblemished rose Let's pray every day that you won't be the twelfth person to suffer Aus Songtexte Mania