one night to be confused
one night to speed up [a] truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away
both under influence
we had [defined sense]
to know what to say
[my] mind is a razorblade
one night of magic rush
the start [and] a simple touch
one night to push and scream
and then relief
ten days of perfect tunes
the colours red and blue
we had a promise made
we were in love
[but] you, you knew the hands of the devil
and you, kept us awake with wolf teeth’s
sharing different heartbeats
in one night
to call for hands of above, to lean on
wouldn’t be good enough [for you?]
[but not] for me, no
quinta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2010
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