Die Just a Little - Sascha Paeth's Masters Of Ceremony

We keep colliding

Like stars in the dim black night

We are denying

The truth that blurs our lies

Come with me — One more time

Come die with me just a little

The sweet taste of yours is the poison of mine

Let us live life to the limit

Do not think twice

Not a fraction of time

All we believe can be real

And all that we try to conceive — Will Fulfill

We are pretending

The fall of the blood red sky

Yesterday’s treasures

Buried somewhere in endless time

Come with me — One more time

Come die with me just a little

The sweet taste of yours is the poison of mine

Let us live life to the limit

Do not think twice

Not a fraction of time

All we believe can be real

And all that we try to conceive — Will fulfill

Come surprise me

Don’t despise me

Why can’t you lie to me?

Please come and die with me

(Paeth)

Save my soul — Please

Come die with me just a little

The sweet taste of yours is the poison of mine

Let us live life to the limit

Do not think twice

Not a fraction of time

All we believe can be real

And all that we try to conceive — Will fulfill