Testo di Zlurp

Once again my face in the clouds I've got all the answers They want to know from me To your hands Fairytales rise in the winter Autumn feels very strange And the way to your room Is so nice So extreme in your wednesday bedroom Not awakened, dream inside me Try to lose my head in your pillow Love obsession, real illusions Maydays are coming from a split Wednesday evenings are gone But the fever still Drives me insane I'm not sure I could face the strain If we were underneath A thin neon lightning