High life
I used to hold people in my head
Like perfume in the sweaty summer day
Like alcohol on the forgotten bay
My high fidelity life
High-quality everything
Wherever my thoughts rive
Offer without demand
Responses without a call
Untime and irrelevant
The fancy of goal
Illusory everything
Keeping that good face for a bad-bad game
Rewrite the plot and screw it up again
I need to turn onto the one right line
Piss on the red lights if I knew it was mine
It's so reviving laying down on the floor
It's so relieving cold we're riding the storm
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Мари Вальтер 23.06.2024 21:53 Заявить о нарушении
I guess it has tiny bit of gothioc rock vibe too - just havin' fun )
Thank you!
Вячеслав Карижинский 23.06.2024 22:11 Заявить о нарушении