Lines of houses
in dark disappearing,
as car is sailing,
Her words
are there
to stay
Some pale voices
tryin' to reach,
I'm just denying,
My hands
shake
to escape
Red paint again
inside a mind,
I can't love you,
My lips
shape
pure lies
They are in vain
your looks of cold,
brakes will do,
Her eyes
are there
to play.
Can't do it,not too far.
Četri godine odkad smo se upoznali.
14.12.2009.
Denying
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