but they're so gorgeous;
you can touch the inside,
you can look behind.
you can even think above the trees.
and as someone - I can't fucki'n remember the name - said once:
"...above the trees, where the air is cleaner"
"...above the trees, where the air is cleaner"
instead of having my blackburned faulty brain
burned by any intence sun(of a bitch)
I can taste the flavours,
I can feel the smell of the falling waterrain.
(guess) I can even taste U.
burned by any intence sun(of a bitch)
I can taste the flavours,
I can feel the smell of the falling waterrain.
(guess) I can even taste U.
no; can't say it anymore,
sometimes it's so hard to stand up,
sometimes I've such a short vocabulary,
such a lousy memory,
and...
blackburned.
sometimes it's so hard to stand up,
sometimes I've such a short vocabulary,
such a lousy memory,
and...
blackburned.
sometimes, and always, (guess) I'm always over the top
over the top.
over the top.
I trully love rainning days,
had one last night,
have one today,
will have another one in the future present tense.
had one last night,
have one today,
will have another one in the future present tense.
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i live nights inside a white box.
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