egoverbal

Fructul oprit sau doar un alter ego.

Glass of memories

Loneliness is reaping me apart

I start to whisper to myself

That my life just began,

When I’m walking in the night.

 

Blinding starts fall apart

In your deceving soul and mind

The reason of your leaving

I don’t want to talk about.

 

Steps of your shadow

Still call in my desire

You have to find yourself,

You have to let me out.

 

The cage of pain

Is reaping me apart

Fragile equilibrium, I say

You’re like a storm of pray.

 

Deep in your stone soul,

The devil wash his hands

My blood from red it turns to grey

I take a breath and fall apart.

Reclame

Stoarce neuronu'

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