Superdrag
Doctor's Are Dead
In December, I can remember Summer's pharmacyBut it takes time to arrange a reasonI get out of my bed, my doctor's are deadIn the morning, light was a warning, that she wore to meSo we can feel the infatuationWhen the flowers are dried, with powders we'll flyIn many ways, her holidays are holier nowStill I wonder how she came covered in a capsuleCalled by her name, dazzled in a capsule Cold and decayed, on the colonnade No heart, no heart, no heartIn a season, I see with treason, she was harmonyBut it takes time to rewrite the reason I go out of my head, I drown in my bed We awaken, only mistaken, there are vacanciesAnd we can live on the insulationWhen the power goes out, I drown in my doubtIn many ways, her holidays, are holier now Still I wonder how she came covered in a capsuleCalled by her name, dazzled in a capsuleCold and decayed, on the colonnadeNo heart, no heart, no heart
From Letras Mania