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