The Enema Noise

I still can feel her
under my skin
I found my shelter
in her wings
and the sin´s still strong
and the flesh´s still weak
and I´m still human
devoted by fear

I know I belong to her eyes

Still last within
controlling my mind
and all the moths burn
in the search of light
and the desert wet became
and the praise was not the same
when the black stained the white
she brights

I know I belong to her eyes
Editar playlist
Apagar playlist
tem certeza que deseja deletar esta playlist? sim não


O melhor de 3 artistas combinados