Texty: Reamonn. Dream No. 7. La Trieste.

Tic toc the feeling stops I sense that inner drop it's inside my head
I feel your energy my old age enemy hey what's that you said
I think of all those lies I ask the question why we did what we did
La Trieste calls my name I feel I go insane
I thought she was dead
La Trieste where are you now do you hurt - hurt me somehow
La Trieste where are you now do you hurt - hurt me somehow
I wash in pores of rain to hide that hated pain for someone whose dead
I feel her come for me my old age enemy why can't we forget
I feel it coming on that feelings growing strong stronger than hate
For what I used to be with you controlling me
I killed you but still you're not dead
La Trieste...
It's a feeling it's a feeling it's inside my head
It's a feeling it's a feeling I killed you but still you're not dead
La Trieste...
It's Killing me It's Killing me It's Killing me It's Killing me
It's Killing me It's Killing me It's Killing me It's
I killed you but still you're not dead
La Trieste...
It's Killing me It's Killing me It's Killing me It's Killing me It's