Habibi کے بول

I'm done, looking for feelings They find me, everywhere I walked, into the forest I knew, the dark in her hair Wind blows, forest floor feathers Windows, from a buick six Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge Guilty, when I look at you Trees grow, in my subconscious But I, know that they're there Branching, into my spirit Breathing, out through her hair Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up Over the sea, under the makeup I need, a piece of me everywhere Don't care, if it's good or a shame Stealing, pieces of innocence Changing, love to a game Wind blows, forest floor feathers Windows, from a buick six Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge Guilty, when I look at you Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up Over the sea, under the makeup Melancholy, stuck in the basement It's not a dream, I'm just a strange one