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If you’d let me speak
I’d accept your judgment
But judging without listening
Is not playing fair

You insist on twisting
Things out of proportion
Knowing that you are and will be
My only vice

Killing for nothing a love
Is a sacrifice
And disregarding the truth
Is a waste

My heaven is a hell
If I can’t touch you
I’m not jumping from bed to bed
That’s not my trade

What have they told you about me?
Who’s been lying to you?
Who thinks they can fill
Their empty river with my water?

I won’t let myself be boarded
By an enemy ship
I won’t give up without a fight
For what’s mine

Killing for nothing a love
Is a sacrifice
And disregarding the truth
Is a waste

My heaven is a hell
If I can’t touch you
I’m not jumping from bed to bed
That’s not my trade

Killing for nothing a love
Is a sacrifice
And disregarding the truth
Is a waste

My heaven is a hell
If I can’t touch you
I’m not jumping from bed to bed
That’s not my trade

What have they told you about me?
What have they told you about me?
I’m not jumping from bed to bed
What have they told you about me?

Killing for nothing a love
Is a sacrifice...