I'm leaving, swallowing pride, with my eyes dropped So hard to say how much I'm sorry Last night I was rude and forward My silly whims, uneasy device Like a siren roaring in tranquility Not for now, I call for patience As I'm leading to you with my apology I'm like a stone falling down from the rock Still flying, in a moment hits the ground Me and I, a kind of selfish, that's all me Greed promoted to an emotion First comes the tender warmth, then the avid cold As dead man's hand reached the door Run, baby, run before the echo of my vicious soul Leads you astray Where the heart should be Something has stung and it hurts little bit Should I regret it? It's just an illusion, baby, just an illusion