Kill the lights and let's see how noise looks like Rehearse the moment we will die in forever
But sometime even the slightest piece of a note will be lonely and forgotten and empty and speechless. With every turn. And that's the saddest part about it that will never happen
Every day your hair falls in quite another way (another way, another way) and you'll never be able to show (able to show, able to show) every interpretation of your art
Kill the lights and let's see how noise looks like Rehearse the moment we will die in forever
Copied expectations never perform desire but that's the greatest thing about it, infinite and splendid. And with the second you hear this it will be gone and irretrievable
Every day your hair falls in quite another way (another way, another way) and you'll never be able to show (able to show, able to show) every interpretation of your art
This time I'm not on my own Tonight it's something more than these simple words The sound of your eyes, the gaze of your voice make me go insane Nothing's purer than your faces