Itch Songtext
von MADOUX

I′m the itch on your skin
The spot in the middle of your spine, in the middle, in the middle
I'm the midnight doorbell ring that echoes through the hallway
And you won′t let me in
Time is like mold growing on our souls
Creeps up our heart and makes our mind small
I need you to open your eyes and see
That somewhere deep down there's a child in me


My lethal stare is so long gone, now I stand and watch it all
Like a witness I'm a witness
Like it′s not my face that′s framed on the wall

Not my feet stuck on our parquet floor
Like this voice doesn't belong to me anymore

Time is like mold growing on our souls
Creeps up our heart and makes our mind small
I need you to open your eyes and see
That somewhere deep down there′s a child in me