Rebecca Solila Remix

Shapes through the glass. Brain trips and calls. Merging and dividing. Crime of rotten eye. Mother's sight flies Through the time. Waves melt motorway. Custom miles away. It's not me. Well, I guess I have to be here. When I take you by the hand. On the walls of dead and reborn. Rebecca. Rebecca. Rebecca. White Streets of copper spice. Dark perform the face Of desperation. Leave smell of gasoline. Modern love machine. For this generation. Rule of king and queen in the kingdom. And every reason. Soon we move faster than we Burn. Rebecca. Rebecca. Rebecca. Waves chasing the end of one line. When the world will pass within its time, Time, time. Waves chasing the end of one line. When the world will pass within time, Time, Time