Your in my head, you shaking spoof.
This evening shade, this rolling roof
I’ll try, but hiding nothing
A nights disguise, my foreign moon
A chance to hide, this life to lose
I’ll try, but hiding nothing.
Smile on your evening cause we’re here, where we both feel new
Wrapped in the patterns repeating two
You and your pale face kind of way, unblinking eyes make for tired days
I don’t let it get you down.
Your purple face, a hazy sky, its underfoot, under regret
I find thats how you win. A nights disease, a foreign truth.
This chance to hide, alcove the fools.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS