Misunderstandings
The way life romanticize everything
every open wound
every song
It is like something that fell of you
and you think you should be grateful
but no, I am not wishful.
there is me laying on an open table
I spread my hands, my mind
and there it came again like
toll of bells
and it's going further into me
like a waltz of soul
like an endless yell
it should be keeping me warm
but no, I am not wishful.
there is me laying on an open table
I spread my hands, my mind
I am here to accept every cue.
every open wound
every song about you.
2014
every open wound
every song
It is like something that fell of you
and you think you should be grateful
but no, I am not wishful.
there is me laying on an open table
I spread my hands, my mind
and there it came again like
toll of bells
and it's going further into me
like a waltz of soul
like an endless yell
it should be keeping me warm
but no, I am not wishful.
there is me laying on an open table
I spread my hands, my mind
I am here to accept every cue.
every open wound
every song about you.
2014
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