William Patrick Corgan

Half-life Of An Autodidact
Is love a fool A brackish goad? Protected like A lilac cove Becomes by the breath of the sun Denuded and diffused Again And while the winds, so sired, so subsumed Forbade his day by rule To ever lapse into ruin And regret Juliet, oh I can't crease I get tired I just get tired Cause Fleur-de-lis, noblesse oblige Down to the wires I just got tired Along the flame to you Among the way to you 40 years to finally wake up And 9 more to sling the snakes out of you Letras de cancionesRichly pink That steel poem flam A flint of luck Miscast my chance As one Does after days A droll dance Triumph after triumph Dashed Words that churned passed fire and the moon The stranger crossed my view Making good on their promise and our youth Purity, please, oh I can't preach I get tired I just get tired Cause Fleur-de-lis, noblesse oblige Down to the wires I just got tired Along the flame to you Among the way to you Along the flame to you I'm on the way to you 40 years to finally wake up And 9 more to sling the snakes out of you Along the flail to you Among the way to you Along the flail to you I'm on the way to you From Letras Mania