Primavera che verrà

The Bitter End - Placebo


Since we're feeling so anaesthetised In our comfort zone Reminds me of the second time That I followed you home We're running out of alibies From the second of May Reminds me of the summertime On this winter's day See you at the bitter endSee you at the bitter endEvery step we take that's synchronised Every broken bone Remins me of the second time That I followed you home You shower me with lullabies As you're walking away Reminds me that it's killing time On this fateful day See you at the bitter endSee you at the bitter endSee you at the bitter endSee you at the bitter endFrom the time we intercepted Feels more like suicideSee you at the bitter end!