Whenever I spill some dirt,Stop calling it an art -
Whenever I spill some dirt,Stop calling it an art
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I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what I want is tobuild a life with you... -
I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what I want is tobuild a life with you...
Whenever I see your eyes I find a different dimension,In a realm of possibilitiesBut I'm not sureIf its pulling me in,Or pushing me out. -
Whenever I see your eyes I find a different dimension,In a realm of possibilitiesBut I'm not sureIf its pulling me in,Or pushing me out.
Happy endings are eagerly awaited,But a strom of misconceptions give birth to a sequel... -
Happy endings are eagerly awaited,But a strom of misconceptions give birth to a sequel...
Line your path to my symphonyLead me before I stray.Suck me in your rythm like Autumn leaves,Play me white and grey... -
Line your path to my symphonyLead me before I stray.Suck me in your rythm like Autumn leaves,Play me white and grey...
Maybe your lips spell mysteryCause we barely talk.Yet for me,You seem to be filled With a whole lot of words Which I rarely get to read. -
Maybe your lips spell mysteryCause we barely talk.Yet for me,You seem to be filled With a whole lot of words Which I rarely get to read.