Your wild sharp voice cut off my veins
Your sense of humor made me strong
This holy face, and that sweet pain
Im not a dog, I don't belong
Inside my Dreams we're falling numb,
Reallity crisps, i have no time,
If you cant stand, get out there,
I have no future, but i have wine
Let's go with me, let's paint the sky
Sit there, lets go to Neverland
If you were the Queen, u're the Queen of lies,
We'll make a castle out of sand
I'm not shy, but I'm ashamed.,
And I felt worse when I saw your face.
I dug a grave, my disease has no name,
I want to leave this damn place.
Queen of Lies
© Copyright: Афанасий Бухарай, 2023
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