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Sometimes I keep my head down for him
But then he tells me to look at his face
And in his eyes, burning like hell at some times
But when he leaves, they're as cold as ice

Sometimes I wish to run away, through that village
But I know, I'm far away from home
And I'm too tired to run
And he's keeping me tied with his mind

Sometimes I could stab him in his back
But then he makes me weak in my knees
And he holds me even tighter
And I can't hide from those eyes

Sometimes I get hurt by those soft embraces
They're not like what he does when he gets furious
And he keeps on holding me
And sometimes I wish it would all stop

Love