over booked, I shoock,
vibrating to the center of the earth,
and it's so obceane,
that I am seen,
giving in,
to a
look.
Dust, fly!
up, up up... cover me from inside.
Breath an old life,
let me hide, bide,
don't you dare take a side
I will be silent,
close my eyes,
I won't be there,
I wish I would, could.
Blessed is the woman,
who leads him to mourings
for with my constand death,
you shal servive .
the morning.
With one hand on the corner of the temple,
I will fall,
fall, fall.
Don't think I won't let go for you.
Break down anything,
just not the wall. |