Sonny Moore - Nodloverate me
Speaking in grey words
the passive na dht civil.
Now our love starts to burn
like the night poets candle.
Eclipse the painful space
between our lust driven bodies.
With our hearts pressed together,
This is making love this is making Melody.
And then I wake up and You and I were never in love.And you and i were never in love.
I slip back to slumber and appear on a commet.
And your eyes hide conviction and you were singing so loud.
You were painting with an ice brush onto the heaven's red canvas.
And burn a hole through the universe with your fire.OH.
And then I wake up and you and I were never in love.And you and I were never on love.<br />
Thanks to grr.mina