Russian Doll - Ulver

She was born in 1989

In a hidden corner

By the White Sea

Eyes wide closed

A stolen object

Of wanton desire

Sweet nothings in her ear

A little red rose

Running with the wolves

It’s our secret (two of hearts)

Racing through the night

Crossing the love (two of hearts)

One inside another

In the trunk of a car (two of hearts)

One inside another

She was born in 1989

In a hidden corner

By the White Sea

Eyes wide open

A stolen object

Of desire

Face down

Under the influence

Love is a kind of crime

A broken promise

It burns like hell

When things come crashing down

A smoking gun

A story within a story

It’s such a crying shame (two of hearts)

Racing through the night

Crossing the love (two of hearts)

One inside another

In the trunk of a car (two of hearts)

One inside another