Cheshire Cat - Flame and glasses | Текст песни

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• Cheshire Cat
• Flame and glasses

I've lost my glasses
Well, I didn't want to wear them
They make me look weird
Like some flame with glasses.

OH little match
It's dangerous to be coquettish
To the extent of having just your way
When it might cost you a bomb

I don't care about
Blurry vision
I don't need glasses
To kiss and to sing
I'd rather keep my eyes shut

Oh, my little fire
Let me bite your clothes
Tear them into pieces
Spit them out into confetti
To kiss you under some rain...

Of confetti ?

Yes, let's go.

I'm blinded*
In just a few steps
I can get lost in the distance
So far away in my street
And I don't even dare
Look at the sun
Nor look at the sky
Right in the eyes
I'm blinded

I will lead you
Out of your head
I will be your pair of glasses
You would be my match.

I have a confession to make
I hear you, but I could
Never recognize you
Even seated between two old men.

We'll strike
One another being
So much that we will burn our skeletons
And on my heart's clock
At midnight sharp, we'll catch fire
It goes without even opening our eyes

I know I'm a headflame
But when the music stops
I find it hard to reopen my eyes
I go up in flames match
My eyelids b

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