I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it
I had hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
That for me it isn’t over.
/ CHOLERA.
And I started to hear it again
But this time it wasn’t the end
And the room was so quiet, oh
And my heart is a hollow plain
For the devil to dance again
And the room was too quiet, oh
I was looking for a breath of life;
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head say: “no”
/ proszę powiedz, że wiesz co robię.
aktualnie wszystko co jest w mojej głowie rozpada się na drobne kawałki. już sama nie wiem co się dzieje.
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