Break my senses into pieces Break my memories into pieces Come and slip into my eyes And turn them upside down Break my senses into pieces Break my memories into pieces Rape my feathers all night through Leave em crying till the morning dew
And you believe it’s cute (Hey ma, do I dream or not) It makes you feel amused (I can see my friend who died to years ago) Your inner god is smiling from that side of a door (Break my senses and all that I adore) Looking through keyhole
Break my senses into pieces Cut them out with rusty scissors Come and slip into my eyes And turn them side down Break my senses into pieces Break my memories into pieces Rape my feathers all night long Leave em crying when the morning comes
Don’t you think it’s wrong (Hey mom do I dream or not) The same dream coming on and on (I can see my friend who died two years ago) Your inner god is smiling from that side of a door (Break my senses and all that I adore) Looking through keyhole Мне нравится 28 апр 2016 в 9:42|Это спам|Ответить