I should've guessed It's not fucking poetic at all. Sound of her voice and taste of lipstick I looked for. It makes me feel so sick. Yeah I won Prize, I'm happy now watching it burn.
Everything burns, see me dance with eyes open wide, enjoy x3 Leave me alone, I don't care real or not, get the fuck out.
Taste of wine remains fresh and sweet 6 a.m. grey rain thoughts aloud may be it's good That I will never see her again. I dont know why I feel my whole world burns.
Everything burns, see me dance with eyes open wide, enjoy x3 Leave me alone, I don't care real or not, get the fuck out.