Careful not to fall, have to climb your wall, 'cause you're the one who makes me feel much taller than you are, I'm just a peeping tom, on my own for far too long, problems with the booze, nothing left to lose, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared.
The face that fills the hole, stole my broken soul, one that makes me seem to feel much taller than you are, I'm just a peeping tom, on my own for far too long, troubles with the gear, nothing left to fear, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared.
With every bet I lost, and every trick I tossed, you're still the one who makes me feel much taller than you are, I'm just a peeping tom, on my own for far too long, problems with the booze, nothing left to lose, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared, I'm weightless, I'm bare, I'm faithless, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared...
Esta canción me provoca un profundo sentimiento de melancolía. Me resulta deprimente pero a la vez algo en sus notas y en la interpretación de Molko la convierte en algo muy dulce... triste, pero ricamente dulce. La voz de Molko me recorre la piel y una vibración ligera me camina por la cabeza. Así es Peeping Tom.
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