just wondering so, of antithesis...
…everything, it's in the speed,
delirium as far as the sky, —
we are in antithesis the subjects
of a dirty simple game
‧
my shy eyes descend desirously, and
yet, I breathe you in this urban decor
‧
she's killing me,
she's killing me, (slowly...)
she wants my heart,
she wants my heart,
from my chest
‧
she's so gracefully
on top of bored crowd on the road
and seems a hidden dance, where
two strangers submissively dance
‧
my shy eyes descend desirously, and
yet, I breathe you in this urban decor
‧
she's killing me,
she's killing me, slowly, —
she wants my heart,
she wants my heart from my chest;
she's killing me,
she's killing me, slowly, —
she rips my heart,
she rips my heart from my chest
‧
burning on the asphalt, fire's pulse
burns… burns shockingly,
burns so beautiful, the heart burns,
it burns, I confess...
‧
she's killing me slowly, slowly;
she tears my heart, (oh, yes), —
from the chest,
bitten lips are trembling slightly
and gravity attacks me,
butterflies and warm vibration
on the asphalt
as if we're walking barefoot
through the bed
‧
the fire sirens cannot stop us
and the time, that wretch
ticks away in a hurried way, —
she's killing me… [x3],
ya'...
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