Paroles de 'Confined' par Marcel Ziul

So fine she drives me into evil
Everything that people say about her goes forgotten

So sweet the taste of her temptation
Wonder what it tastes like to be under her rule

Same feeling every time i see her

So tired of not getting to feel her
Patience is not something i've been known to have

Confined to my imagination

She smiles and looks in my direction
Words freeze on the way out of my lips as i draw nearer

She stares me into desperation
Anxiously i walk towards her as she sits still

So sure she's leading me to danger

She sighs and turns her eyes away
Apparently i'm not exactly suited for her

Confined to my imagination

Solo

A crime is close to perpetration
Ideas whirl around my head as i approach her table

The lies you tell me as you move
I wish you'd disappear so you could leave me alone

I rose to all of your occasions

This time i will not be held back
This feeling just won't leave me it is her or me

Confined to my imagination