I’m not mistaken
I measure the time from my heart
Feelings have no age perhaps, different ways
You think you can control me in the midst of all this confusion, you think you can control my clouded wrath with your illusion.
I fell like it
My flights of fancy are my reality.
Breathe this moment
We started to laugh
Our scent was intoxicating
Like our voices that blend into this new sound….
Gift box
…Observing this great vortex i’m starting to wonder
all of this images are here to puzzle my brain
Observing your world get hazy through my soul lens, in the end i no longer want to believe…
Don’t stop playing
….We’ll play with noises to figured out our faults
We’ll play with lights to find out our voices ….
Don’t stop playing , start again from scratch
Don’t stop playing,
believe in yourself….
Gaze of a wise
Your gaze seems to be a wise
Seems to ignore everything
But it observes how to experience everything
Infinite
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Prêt-à-porter
….Combed like Superman, i had to be ashamed of my good Peter Pan….
I walk with a magical pair of shoes
They changed the sole but never the rules
Not all things in life are pret-a-porter
You have to fight and meet Luck for a life tailored
Sweety Sound
….movin’around town, swimming’ through the sweety sounds….
….dissonat melodies, whispering to me
no saints to protect me, me-me
color trails flash i got a mind crash,
keep running till the finish line….
With my sweety sound
Chills down my spine to the ground
Speeding’ my escape from this countdown, Now!
