this isn't me.
i'm not even here.
this piece of what can't be.
that's not me.
let's keep loosing glances.
cause something doesn't fit.
maybe the air that i breath.
i run to catch the water
and the fireball comes to me.
something in that other gal'
something doesn't fit.
that there.
that's not me.
Monday, 14 October 2013
Sunday, 6 October 2013
claps of thunder.
you see me through these magic glasses
where i'm a pretty little girl
with claps of thunder inside the heart
a piece of lilith's dress
with fire in the eyes
you see me like a miracle
angel and devil at the same time
you see me through these magic glasses
where i'm a pretty little girl
with claps of thunder inside the heart
a piece of lilith's dress
with fire in the eyes
you see me like a miracle
angel and devil at the same time
you see me through these magic glasses
and i've just got forces to say I do
I do
I do.
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