Oh, what a pleasure it's being crashed by the power of thinking

The scents in the air can smell the events

But there's no way to touch anything now

I’m just fascinated by the smoke from this candle



Cure me

You know I would die for it

I would die for it

I would die for it

Cure me

You know I would die for it

I would die for it

I would die for it



I think I'm free from all the staff I always have to bring with me

I swear it's a daily habit not a way to hide something

But still bad enough for me that I'm so blind

I won't take my eyes off the smoke from the candle



chorus



Cure me

I just need to be touched by silence and noise

You cure me just with time

Cure me I just need to be touched by silence and noise

You cure me just with time

Yure me with no words but air, just air, just air



Cure me, you know I would die for it,

Simply die for it

I would die for it

Cure me, you know I would die for it,

Simply die for it

I would die for it



Cure me, cure me …