Apocalyptica - Bittersweet

[Junkhead]

I?m giving up the ghost of love

And a shadow is cast on devotion.



She?s the one that I adore

Qween of my silent suffocation.



Break this bittersweet spell on me,

Lost in the arms of destiny.



Bittersweet.

I won?t give up; I?m possessed by her.

I?m bearing a cross; she turned into my curse.

Break this bittersweet spell on me,

Lost in the arms of destiny,

Bittersweet, I want you (how I wanted you)

And I need you ( how I needed you)



Break this bittersweet spell on me,

Lost in the arms of destiny.

Break this bittersweet spell on me,

Lost in the arms of destiny.



Bittersweet.