Tuesday, January 29, 2008

The fire

New definitions
revolutions that were tumbled inside

Can you read me now
Your hand is short to reach me?

Please
Lets come with a new botle of ecstasy

Keep me
now and after

The sweet and acid i want to taste
out of here and scream
everyday all is grey
and i eager for the explosion

come to me
near my skin
and get inside

we will never let you out
please
can you come up with a new tatoo?

Yourself as you wanted
no rumors
just our voices
no rules
beautiful

If you dont catch me
i dont have where to land
come quick
in the fast lane

and the we can go through
and forever this night

red behind the dark
pink out of space satellite

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