Me, drinking wine and laughing at myself
And you’re under flashes and sleeping on sunset.
Me, singing songs about the future that’s unreal,
You’re seeing no one: no problems and no fear.
They’re thinking that you’re the funny-bunny boy,
You’re hiding tangled secrets of your home.
They’re breaking all of pretty golden dreams
And you’re explaining how it can just seems.
Me, falling down with you and then without you,
They’re showing fear and make you’re fighting.
You’re suffocating in your Dreamland life.
Me, laughing at myself and drinking wine.
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lamda
Комментарии: 1Публикации: 41Регистрация: 05-09-2020
Я серебряный век сделать хочу бриллиантовым.
Читаю Ваше произведение, а в голове фоном звучит трек “Wine in the afternoon”- Franz Ferdinand. 😈👍