[EN] the truth. and ah.. everyone is just a slow dying flower! ..
[HU] az igazság. ésh.. mindenki csak egy lassan haldokló virág! ..
*köszönet a dalért Málnámnak, az ö vidiében találtam rá elöször :]
Take a look at my body, look at my hands
There's so much here that I don't understand
Your face say these promises, whispered like prayers
I don't need them
Because I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable
Well content loves the silence, it thrives in the dark
With fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart
They say that promises sweeten the blow
But I don't need them, no I don't need them
With fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart
They say that promises sweeten the blow
But I don't need them, no I don't need them
I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable
I'm the slow dying flower in the frost killing hour
Sweet turning sour and untouchable
Oh, I need the darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
Oh, I need this
I need a lullaby
A kiss good night
Angel sweet love of my life
Oh, I need this
I'm the slow dying flower, frost killing hour
Sweet turning sour and untouchable
Do you remember the way that you touched me before
All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored
Your face saying promised whispered like prayers
I don't need them
Oh, I need the darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
Oh, I need this
I need a lullaby
A kiss good night
Angel sweet love of my life
Oh, I need this
Well is it dark enough
Can you see me
Do you want me
Can you reach me
Or I'm leaving
Then you shut your mouth
And hold your breath
And kiss me now
And catch your death
Oh, I mean this
Oh, I mean this.
COMMENT question: What do you think: are you a slow dying flower?
KOMMENT kérdés: Te mit gondolsz: egy lassan haldokló virág vagy?
KOMMENT kérdés: Te mit gondolsz: egy lassan haldokló virág vagy?
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