…Intro: I don’t know what to say anymore I don’t have a single word left You took my soul You shattered my heart Chorus: Why are you playing with FEELINGS It’s not ok to play with feelings-you Where are you my love…

…You complain about everything, we dont want to see you more, it srough to listen all your nagging, silence is the only life, still you life yourself like gypsies, you really are rude for a human being. I dont…

…the hole day. The people are young and excited, the life here is light, near the beach. This is a new years eve, for everyone it is a day for love, and tasting champagne with some new love. I am just a university person…

…Are you lousy in bed, you have to beat women, to get boost like from ectacy, you are all the time at work, in both sides its black, not rainbow like your life. Do you really have something missing, i mean, everything…

…everything, you spend your time at talk. you really have had an easy life, you are not keen on money, you just dont stand yourself, time goes to working time. You seem to be those types, their men intvest to everything, you…

…You beat your work mates, you like it so, you be at home, over the days, you have a new men, you dont talk, you are quiet, you do just fine, you have arranged everything bad, its just fine for you, you seek for new…

…Its like in Monaco, everything is close, and the view is ashtonishing, you never have seen it, you thing other peoples have not lived, you like to see pretty things, 'you have made your own barbi world, now you are rich…

…SEEN THE LIGHT AND SHADOW, IT HAS MADE YOU DISTANT, IT CAN LAST FOR HOURS. YOU HAVE A LOT MORE TO GIVE, YOU JUST DOUBT TO SEE IT. YOU ARE GOOD IN EVERYTHING, ITS WASY TO SEE, EVEN THOUGH, I CANT FEEL IT. YOU HAVE CONSENTRATED, TO THE WORK AND TRAVELLING, IT IS ALL FUN, NOT SO BORING, THAT MANY OTHER THING.…

…something else to do. How does my clothes look, those are now different, not the right colour or something else, you are just the simple guy, 'you just want money and love. Yes, we are adults already, the clothes can…