More songs by Mary Middlefield
Description
Producer, Lyricist, Arranger: Maria Mitterfellner
Producer, Arranger: Gwen Buord
Mixer, Recording Engineer: Alexis Sudan
Recording Second Engineer: Marco Ballerini
Mastering Engineer: Randy Merrill
Arranger: Yvan Vindret
Lyricist: Anna Borkenhagen
Lyrics and translation
Original
I've had enough of you!
These hands that gave you all the pleasure, these fingers that you used to treasure, now all they wanna do with a burning desire is pull you out of your house and set it on fire. You had big dreams, I was in all of them, and
I laughed big time when they went up in flames. Your misery is my delight.
Your misery is my delight.
Die, die, die, give me some space for once!
Die, die, die, I've had enough of your kind.
Never meant to be your kiss of death, but girl, you kinda did that to yourself.
One day you're so pretty, so relevant, the next you're just full of shit.
Wakey, nobody likes your hell. Wakey, nobody likes your crowd.
Wake up, I'm gonna tear you apart.
Die, die, die, give me some space for once!
Die, die, die, I've had enough of your kind.
Die, die, die, give me some space for once.
If you're gonna deal with solitude, greet me with a little gratitude.
You were someone who mattered, didn't mean to cut you off. You're useless, sweetie, that's not your fault. I don't wanna harm you.
I don't hate you.
Die, die, die, give me some space for once!
Die, die, die, I've had enough of your kind.
Die, die, die, give me some space for once. Die, die, die,
I've had enough of your kind.
Ah!