tic toc the feeling stops I sense that inner drop it's inside my head
I feel your energy my old age enemy hey what's that you said
I think of all those lies I ask the question why we did what we did
la trieste calls my name I feel I go insane
I thought she was dead
la trieste where are you now do you hurt - hurt me somehow
la trieste where are you now do you hurt - hurt me somehow
I wash in pores of rain to hide that hated pain for someone whose dead
I feel her come for me my old age enemy why can't we forget
I feel it coming on that feeling growing strong stronger than hate
for what I used to be with you controlling me
I killed you but still you're not dead
la trieste ...
It's a feeling it's a feeling it's inside my head
It's a feeling it's a feeling I killed you but still you're not dead
