More songs by MILLE
Description
Lyricist: Elisa Pucci
Composer: Elisa Pucci
Lyricist: Davide Malvi
Composer: Davide Malvi
Vocals: MILLE
Producer: MILLE
Producer: UNBERTOPRIMO
Producer: Alessandro Di Sciullo
Lyrics and translation
Original
All my life I've been debating.
All the crows, they sit there waiting, wondering what I'm going to eat. Until I have it, I can't eat.
I finally see you on the floor, your heart's not beating anymore. My lust for you just cannot wait.
Your skin, it tastes like chocolate.
Staring blankly at the sun, waiting for my time to come. Your happy life, it makes me sick. All the screaming sounds like music.
Lucid are my boiling dreams. Someone tell me what they mean.
There's an iron smell of blood in the air, but I can't find it anywhere.
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for. . . Your blood, the flavor's so metallic.
The smell makes me gulp and lick. The texture that I find in you is a thick, viscous glue.
My senses have become so keen with all I touch and all I see.
There's an iron smell of blood in the air, and now I see it everywhere.
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for the one.
I've been waiting for the one.
I've been waiting for someone.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me.
I've been waiting for. . .
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for, yeah!
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me.
I've been waiting for. . .
English translation
All my life I've been debating.
All the crows, they sit there waiting, wondering what I'm going to eat. Until I have it, I can't eat.
I finally see you on the floor, your heart's not beating anymore. My lust for you just cannot wait.
Your skin, it tastes like chocolate.
Staring blankly at the sun, waiting for my time to come. Your happy life, it makes me sick. All the screaming sounds like music.
Lucid are my boiling dreams. Someone tell me what they mean.
There's an iron smell of blood in the air, but I can't find it anywhere.
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for. . . Your blood, the flavor's so metallic.
The smell makes me gulp and lick. The texture that I find in you is a thick, viscous glue.
My senses have become so keen with all I touch and all I see.
There's an iron smell of blood in the air, and now I see it everywhere.
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for the one.
I've been waiting for the one.
I've been waiting for someone.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me.
I've been waiting for. . .
I've been waiting for someone to find me and become a part of me.
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me and set me free.
I've been waiting for, yeah!
I've been waiting for you to come here and kill me.
I've been waiting for. . .