| 作词 : Heidbreder, Nardi | |
| My touch means nothing, it's just a sympathetic mock embrace | |
| This pity for you leaves nothing but a bitter taste | |
| Persistent lies, nothing but useless words of waste | |
| You voice seems harmless through these softened tones of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Intentions mean nothing, it's only for the one inside | |
| Regression prevented, carried on the truthless tide | |
| Cold breath, mistaken, whispers with a senseless pride | |
| Your front is nothing, nothing but misted cloud of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Your face is nothing... | |
| Perception is nothing... | |
| Expectations are taking... | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black |
| zuo ci : Heidbreder, Nardi | |
| My touch means nothing, it' s just a sympathetic mock embrace | |
| This pity for you leaves nothing but a bitter taste | |
| Persistent lies, nothing but useless words of waste | |
| You voice seems harmless through these softened tones of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Intentions mean nothing, it' s only for the one inside | |
| Regression prevented, carried on the truthless tide | |
| Cold breath, mistaken, whispers with a senseless pride | |
| Your front is nothing, nothing but misted cloud of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Your face is nothing... | |
| Perception is nothing... | |
| Expectations are taking... | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black |
| zuò cí : Heidbreder, Nardi | |
| My touch means nothing, it' s just a sympathetic mock embrace | |
| This pity for you leaves nothing but a bitter taste | |
| Persistent lies, nothing but useless words of waste | |
| You voice seems harmless through these softened tones of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Intentions mean nothing, it' s only for the one inside | |
| Regression prevented, carried on the truthless tide | |
| Cold breath, mistaken, whispers with a senseless pride | |
| Your front is nothing, nothing but misted cloud of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| Your face is nothing but a transparent fixture | |
| Perception is nothing but a distorted picture | |
| Expectations are taking in the deceptive mixture | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black | |
| A carousel of vanity | |
| Apparently persuading me | |
| Still all the while evading me | |
| Accepting all, believing none | |
| Always pretending we are one | |
| So meaningless | |
| Your face is nothing... | |
| Perception is nothing... | |
| Expectations are taking... | |
| Your substance is nothing but a lightened shade of grey | |
| But grey is still black |