...conform carora tu iti intorci si mai mult privirea de la ceea ce faci zi de zi si te gandesti inca mai aprig la noi. In vara asta, unii inalta case, altii zmeie albe cu inimi negre pe ele.
25 iunie 2013
23 iunie 2013
R.I.P Burn Face
In her mourning
In her grave
Don't you miss the way
That she brushed her heavy hair
Oh la la la la la
Acid burned face clowny tear smile
She's the one who made you wild
She made you question all your answers
Made you beg for her forgiveness
Baby girl don't cry
Momma's gonna buy you a glass eye
And it will glimmer like starlight
She's got no reservations
Ain't got no place to be
The graveyard's in the backyard
Where the meadows used to be
Lord knows my destination
Lord hears my inner prayer
Mom'll find me by the river
Sunken with her party balloons
Flowers for the ones you loved
Flowers for the lost at sea
Flowers for the ones you loved
Flowers for the lost at sea
20 iunie 2013
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