| Song | Lovelife |
| Artist | Barbarossa |
| Album | Sea like blood |
| Feed your instincts, theyre always right, | |
| and listen to your lover at night, | |
| dont ask me why they all seem to die, | |
| and lovelife for it may never come right, | |
| Feed the two woes inside your mind, | |
| one jealous and bitter, one kind; | |
| and you decide which mouth to feed; | |
| you let the other one die. | |
| and lovelife for it may never come tonight, | |
| lovelife for it may never come right. |