acloneofmyown - Burning Moths (2015) | Текст песни

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• Burning Moths (2015)

Shadow of the realms
He wants to listen
As she talks like the fox
She's teasing his soul

The empty dreams
He could be a rug for her
And just to touch her feet

Sad truth
Now he's magic shield for you
You are a lady, perfect baby

Her face, her body
Short straight nose
And this Smooth, prominent cheekbones
Her plump lips

Her skin is not pallid not pink
As if freshly washed
You think that is your fate

Bigotry
And frightened heart
Isolate you
Do something or calm down, now now

This is your passion
Do not forget
This is obsession without happy end
And all this story is a deceitful net
Wake up man!Just turn your head!

What should I do?
Just turn your head!

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