For I have never done the outrage I've never seen the colour I've never swallowed the song This is just my pleasant statement of art!
Turn on the ode Put on the hat Take in the hand End the white
The struggling part of me dwells in here It awaits to go, it awaits to go The spoilage done awakes my slight tranquility It's always near by to harm them.
The melancholy sleeps aside the smell Stab the ordinary see-through breath
Drink the liquor of this never-ending hours Stains the human, be with the non-hearts. I booze the cup of a terminating apathetic world
Dance, my friend, alone in water. There is no time to dry the sweat, the sweat of all. Behave the risk of becoming another, Fake, a fake to the scene.
The melancholy sleeps aside the smell Dry me the last succumbing drop.
Turn on the ode Put on the hat Take in the hand End the white
Remorse? I feel it no longerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
