Consequences Of Using A Fake Identity
when we tasted each other.
and I put some easy word on your lips.
Because I’m siting here lonely.
Do you remember, Lonely boy, your face was a sad word wrapped in pain.
When you walk the streets waiting for something.
It’s 3h33 in the morning
And I singing
Song for Lovers
and kissing your lips
Because I’m sinting here, waiting for you.
With big birds and Tommy gun’s
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