Vanishing Act
Murdercycle
My head goes anywhere the wind blowsI saw fire in her eyesToxic lovers alongside the oceanMy sweetness became my weaknessMy bed knows everything through windowsI saw fire in those eyesWhen we come back alongside the oceanWill we need different bodies?Since we've come back alongside this oceanMy weakness is so bittersweetMy head shows scripture from love notesThere's still fire in my eyes
From Letras Mania