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von Roseau

I'm 17, I follow
You speak, I breath it in
Your love, I follow
Your own sense is kicking
Words get lost, you're laughing at me

Had enough
I reach for
The handle
Get a grip
So late to greive
The tongue for my fingertips

Words get lost, you're laughing at me


I don't feel concrete, you're laughing at me
This can't be sincere, you're laughing at me
...
Need to sleep
The room spins
I don't think I know you
I reach out, you follow
You touch feels foreign to me

Words get lost, you're laughing at me

You break, I can't breath
Special my body feels clean
The gift, that follows
At least I know that you're here
Words get lost, you're laughing at me

I don't feel concrete, you're laughing at me
This can't be sincere, you're laughing at me

I don't feel concrete, you're laughing at me
This can't be sincere, you're laughing at me

I don't feel concrete, you're laughing at me
This can't be sincere, you're laughing at me

I don't feel concrete, you're laughing at me
This can't be sincere, you're laughing at me