I should've guessed It's not fucking poetic at all.
Sound of her voice and taste of lipstick I looked for.
It makes me feel so sick. Yeah I won
Prize, I'm happy now watching it burn.
Everything burns, see me dance with eyes open wide, enjoy x3
Leave me alone, I don't care real or not, get the fuck out.
Taste of wine remains fresh and sweet
6 a.m. grey rain thoughts aloud may be it's good
That I will never see her again.
I don't know why I feel my whole world burns.
Everything burns, see me dance with eyes open wide, enjoy x3
Leave me alone, I don't care real or not, get the fuck out.