Three In One Gentleman Suit - Delikatessen lyrics

rate me

lipstick is a din, it ain’t a colour, ain’t a feel, it ain’t gonna talk about you so I am gonna kiss you goodbye. fragments of your skin on a paper, on this letter, on a quick clockwise sequence, they easily slide through my hands. the picture of a glimpse gonna darken and disappear, whatever is left I’ll just stare to and emisphere long horizon line