Laugh, Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh and scream.
Love Is a cream
From bloody dreams.
Count, count, count
One, two, three...
She lost heart and without
She is not who want be.
Round, round, round.
She says : "Don't kiss me!"
How, how, how
Our love to keep, my dear?
Power, power, power.
We must die and bleed.
Now, now, now
You sing me to sleep
Deep, deep, deep...
I don't know what I need!
Again I will repeat:
"I like your laugh and scream!"
29.05.2018
Laugh and scream, my dear!
© Copyright: Эмилия Брайант, 2018
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