Besedila: Growing Down. Paper Cuts And Diaries.... Cry For The Moon.

My feet are tied, the footstool falls
A tribute to another choice
Impossible to read your letter cause the ink fade away
Drain all my music, set up my alibis
Now the river whispering again a sweet lullaby Please crack the matches, watch me consume I learn how to fly, the sun didn't pass by
If the frame falls down / the image will stay on the ground
If your lies are true, my love was just a dream
Feel the relief created by the rupture between our paths
The day has arrived, memories beautiful
You offer me flowers as poison,
You gonna find my faith under their roots Broke down the lie , youre changing the color of the sky
The ocean takes me away , there was nothing else to say
I slipped my skin on the scissor blade, I'm not the quiet sinful
but now your murdering me with the sound of silence

(Thanks to Antoine for these lyrics)