When you feel missing out of me My heart is cold from this cool love
When you have hours after these lonely days My mind is abandoned from duplicate hallucinations
When all your cells call you a safe embrace when all your curse is cursed Eat
Sea angels to the waves Great waves of horror to death
When all the regrets add to death When all philosophical sadness is frustrated
Sadness that you are laughing at as much as you see. Not When you are in your ducts nothing but chronic cries
When you are all good that you are so good You expect to be good old
When your existence is empty and painful, tearful eyes to cool down the glass When you need it Im not going to stay warm under my skin When I am not my soul under my skin
