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If I release it I'll miss it If I grab her, she'll loose its colors She doesnt belong to my fingers She belongs to my fears and I'll pretend I'm a flower Try to imagine what she says Wainting to learn Right there in the street there's a moon but she's not yours at the road side there's nothing now that pleases you you're your own world your own bottom You're your own well Your worst lunch a milligram in the balance your the mother of that child yor evil your good your the day that never comes Now stop making sense Dont you see your steppin off the road Just see if you stop making sense Letras de cancionesYou wont see nothing that we'll tell us more the doesnt speak to us realize my heart still jumps wants and thinks its able dont do it inspite of my fears do it in my fingers and I'll remain to see if he does without imagening what I didnt do wainting to live in front of the flame there's fame but it doesnt love you at nothings side theres no path and that doesnt please you You're your own price your glory you're your own fear the nasty part of the story see the sun still shines still has fuel to burn not bad not great just reasons to live by If release it I'll miss it You're yourself when you are It's really you when you think your something else and you might think you're not, but you're really great at being allways who you really are Ence your motive cant be erased your desire impossible to dismiss pleasure is so changeable because its value it's unmesurable From Letras Mania