Lyrics Myenemy - from Hansa Studios, Berlin - Parcels

So fired up, take a seat
So tied up, but only make-believe
All my love, you take from me
All eyes up, but nothing there to see
And what I never touch, I see
And what'll never touch me
I would've never thought I'd be
My enemy
Cold enough, it's shaking me
And it's so tough, just waiting patiently
So time's up, it's jading me
So I must fight the time we keep
And what I never touch, I see
And what'll never touch me
And what I never touch, I see
And what'll never touch me
And what I never touch, I see
And what'll never touch me
I would've never thought, I'd be
My enemy