Bertine Zetlitz - Slowly lyrics

They say you've got some darkness for sale The rumour is it makes you go pale So so so wicked and frail Slowly It's miracle we made this happen Slowly And now everything will disappear They say you've got some gems in your sack And when you touch, they keep turning black You just keep getting them back Slowly It's a miracle we made this happen Slowly And now everything will disappear And though you run, it sticks to your skin And though you're gone, you're not goin' to win Let the games begin Slowly It's a miracle we made this happen Slowly And now everything will disappear