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Description
Love here is not like on postcards - without pink clouds and vanilla confessions. Rather, it is like a sticky web: seemingly beautiful, but every step is sticky and dangerous. The voice trembles somewhere between regret and anger, as if a person is arguing with himself - to let go or try again.
The rhythm beats like a heartbeat at the moment when you realise that ‘we’ have long since fallen apart into “I” and ‘you.’ And all that remains is this confession: I no longer want to sell myself for love. It may be painful, but at least it's honest.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Prisoner of my fears. My own enemy.
Tease me, release me.
Ooh, you're losing me, don't be foolish. This is not useless.
If I could choose it, don't abuse it. Hide my truth.
Ain't my fault I can't be free.
How can I fuck it up all for love?
I sold myself for love. Every time you call, realize my fault.
Gonna change, you see.
So, lose you.
Confusing me.
Unsure what could be. And I can't be with you.
You.
Unsure of me.
I'm dying to be free.
How can I make you understand that falling out of love is tough?
I can't shatter my heart, but I can't just give you up. I can't have you in love.
Letting go brings peace. You aren't losing me yet I still carry this with you.
Through all the pain, our love remains true.
How can I fuck it up all for love? I sold myself for love.
Every time you call, realize my fault. Gonna change, you see.
So, lose you.
Confusing me.
Unsure what could be. And I can't be with you.
You.
Unsure of me.
I'm dying.
Sold myself all for love.
Sold myself.
English translation
Prisoner of my fears. My own enemy.
Tease me, release me.
Ooh, you're losing me, don't be foolish. This is not useless.
If I could choose it, don't abuse it. Hide my truth.
Ain't my fault I can't be free.
How can I fuck it up all for love?
I sold myself for love. Every time you call, realize my fault.
Gonna change, you see.
So, lose you.
Confusing me.
Unsure what could be. And I can't be with you.
You.
Unsure of me.
I'm dying to be free.
How can I make you understand that falling out of love is tough?
I can't shatter my heart, but I can't just give you up. I can't have you in love.
Letting go brings peace. You aren't losing me yet I still carry this with you.
Through all the pain, our love remains true.
How can I fuck it up all for love? I sold myself for love.
Every time you call, realize my fault. Gonna change, you see.
So, lose you.
Confusing me.
Unsure what could be. And I can't be with you.
You.
Unsure of me.
I'm dying.
Sold myself all for love.
Sold myself.