Feel me
Steal me
I want you to tell me
A preview touch
Tiss me, explose me
I want you to crown me
A queen of you
Left me
Quit me

I want you to feed me
Let the food of lucky
In the time where we both find
And now, please right
And on please die
The end is on your lips
Is on your kiss, is on your mind

I hope you die
Take me become me
Free me
From the center of my mind
To see him face, to space me up
That place can match this tate
The end is much with this and stolen kiss
A broken night will be all die

This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, this is the end
This is the end, this is the end