Garastāvoklis:

weird

storm
The urge for-shape my world
and energy i cant ignore
confusion holds my head

still you hold me



No words, no sound, no sleep
I do eye contact, blinds me
Everything i needs within you
your my heaven and my hell
So why the raging




could there be a perfect love



Dont question the moment
Gets extacy as love unfolds
Re-release the dream
That code de-codes me