life enthusiast + (mind) wanderer
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BotH; round 3 | the woman
BotH; round 2 | the girl
may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you're dead
And I wanted it, I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags Now another one bites the dust Yeah let's be clear, I'll trust no one
Your heart's against my chest Lips pressed to my neck I've fallen for your eyes But they don't know me yet
BotH; round 1 | the legend
Senza titolo #874
Then we sat out on your rocking chair, You with a flower in your hair that I found for you. But then Monday always comes around, And it’s sad coz I can’t see you now. I want you to know you’re always in my head
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough And things go wrong no matter what I do Now and then it seems that life is just too much But you've got the love I need to see me through
Out of all of the girls You're my one and only girl Ain't nobody in the world tonight
We used to play outside when we were young And full of life and full of love.
But you'll look sweet, Upon the seat, Of a bicycle made for two.
Life is a drink, and love’s a drug Oh now I think I must be miles up When I was hurt, withered, dried up You came to rain a flood
As he begins to raise his voice You lower yours and grant him one last choice
So we'll piss off the neighbours In the place that feels the tears The place to lose your fears Yeah, reckless behavior A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day Fcking you, and fighting on
Wrapped up, so consumed by all this hurt If you ask me, don't know where to start Anger, love, confusion Roads that go nowhere I know that somewhere better 'Cause you always take me there
Senza titolo #864
I can trust the actions of men who don't respect me more than those who do. At least when they ask for something, they mean it.
You took my heart and my keys and my patience You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing
attenta, stai attenta che mi uccidi in questa stanza e un bacio non conosce l'innocenza e sei colpevole di questa notte lenta proprio come me non hai pazienza
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