Me,
A mystery unsolved
The trigger of a revolver
Which has never been pulled...
Me,
A part of you
That you just hate
And never want to see...
Me,
A question mark,
A whale, a shark,
Maybe too dark,
Maybe too deep...
Alguns falam de doçura, Desconhecem O regurgitar das abelhas, O mel que se transforma dentro delas, Dentro das casas de cera. Falam do luxo ...
Maybe, we are an big mistery.
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