It was like if you had moved so far from me, near to the skies, near to the clouds.
Buried in a grave, six feet under the ground.
You wanted to breathe into me only to bring me far away, far from them.
In fact, you're like all the bitches that I know, impetuous and cold, almost frozen, nearly dead.
Buried in a grave, six feet under the ground.
You wanted to breathe into me only to bring me far away, far from them.
In fact, you're like all the bitches that I know, impetuous and cold, almost frozen, nearly dead.
