[Lyric] Colder than Revenge (Brahms' Third Racket)

Something in your eyes tells me I should get away from here
I don’t know your story but I can tell it’s almost full of tears

Wrong, so wrong
Turned on
Fever growing strong
So strong
I'm almost gone

Something in the night tells me I should run away from you
I don’t know the reason, but I can tell it’s almost halfway true
Haunted by your eyes, everything that they wish
Colder than revenge served on a frozen dish

Wrong, so wrong
Turned on
Fever growing strong
So strong
I'm too far gone
Wrong, so wrong
This song
Won’t go very long
So long
We're almost gonе