What a hell did I do?
For such faith like a deep wound.
Guess i'm too old for singing blues,
or cursed enough for feel the truth
God knows how much i've tried
to achieve the heart with my good eyes.
Wish you'd never made me fly,
or broke my heart with your evil lies
This time i felt in love,
and i never been the type to.
Hope the skies finds in me some grace
to keep the beauty in me miles away from you.
Or maybe i can't escape the way
or maybe i don't want to.
Even denying the whole mess,
i fucking can't hide the way i love you
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