No one has insurance from love
No one has an extra protection
That s why they tearing us apart
Our roads to different directions
No one has got cure from this poison
No gun against Amour s arrows
Forgive me I was deadly shot
I broke all my weapons and armor
So suddenly it comes into you
As unknown progressing decease
It spreads into your lungs and skin
It knows no merci and no release
I am captured into the rival s camp
Forgive me forget me as I m dead
Free your heart as the passport from stamp
Erase all the words I wrote and said
Insurance
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