Paroles de SPANIARD

without thinking, reaching hand for every shiny thing without much thought, exchanging your freedom for them everything dissapears and nothing is real you made your dream without chance to wake up it's another empty room, phantom haven in your life money drying heart, and making bed of the lust here still wafting, still wafting her perfumes but her voice, I hear behind the wall what's really matter? only love keeps me real only love keeps me alive...