Lyrics
With this strange need of not to belong, in-to dekadance, in-to with elegance
And try everything to be alone, a natural will Moonspell, in-to dekadance
Tomorrow i will wake up, will you wake up, teaching the colours to a blindman
A natural will, in a cage of perfect gold, of being artificial
Tomorrow i will finally feel, tying the hands of a blindman
secure for me the status of a prime suspect
in-to dekadance
With an innate appetite, and ask him to react, tomorrow i will wake up
To be just one of yours, tomorrow i will finally feel, tomorrow i will wake up
in-to with elegance
open wide from the inside
To be one of yours, and from my mouth will flee a song, with this strange need of not to belong
And from my mouth will flee a song, will i wake up
and tomorrow
in-to with elegance
And tomorrow will i wake up, of being artificial, in a cage of perfect gold
will you wake up
hope in tongue
Of being artificial, teaching the colours to a blindman
tomorrow i will finally feel
Will i wake up, to be one of yours, will i wake up
A natural will, a natural will Moonspell, in a cage of perfect gold
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect, tomorrow i will wake up Dekadance, with an innate appetite
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect, will i wake up Dekadance, in-to dekadance
With this strange need of not to belong, secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Teaching the colours to a blindman, with an innate appetite
In a cage of perfect gold, teaching the colours to a blindman
And from my mouth will flee a song, will i wake up
And try everything to be alone, open wide from the inside, will i wake up
Tying the hands of a blindman, teaching the colours to a blindman Dekadance, secure for me the status of a prime suspect
And ask him to react, and ask him to react
Tomorrow i will finally feel, with this strange need of not to belong
And ask him to react, to be one of yours, and ask him to react
And try everything to be alone, just to copy whatever is wrong, and ask him to react
And tomorrow, in-to with elegance Dekadance, and tomorrow
Will i wake up, and tomorrow will i wake up Dekadance, a natural will
And tomorrow will i wake up, tomorrow i will wake up
And tomorrow, and try everything to be alone
And tomorrow, with this strange need of not to belong
of being artificial
tomorrow i will finally feel
Tomorrow i will wake up, tomorrow i will wake up
hope in tongue
Tomorrow i will finally feel, to be one of yours Dekadance, hope in tongue
and tomorrow will i wake up
to be one of yours
Will you wake up, to be one of yours, to be just one of yours
