She is killing me
everything is fast
i'm raving as high as the sky
we are the exact opposite
the subjects of a simple dirty game
my eyes ashamed fall down eager
i breathe in this urban setting
she is killing me
she is killing me, slowly
she wants my heart
she wants my heart, from my chest
she is so charming
among a bunch of bored people on the street
and it seems to be a hidden dance
two unknown people dance a subdued dance
my eyes ashamed fall down eager
i breathe in this urban setting
she is killing me
she is killing me, slowly
she wants my heart
she wants my heart, from my chest
she is killing me
she is killing me, slowly
she tears
she tears my heart, from my chest
burns on the asphalt and she throbs fire
it burns revolted
it burns so beautifully, the heart burns
i admit that it burns
she is killing me
she is tearing my heart, yes, from the chest
my biten lips are trembling
and gravity is attacking me
butterflies and hot vibrations fall on the asphalt
as like we are walking barefeet, on the bed
fire sirens can't stop us
and the time, a ruthless, keeps counting hurried
she is killing me...
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