Thats ridiculous.
Who is that man anyway As we go along those streets, of panic, with chaos,
and insanity between our teeth, of howling like a mad dog in a bad afternoon.
I just want to be beside you and ask,
Are you f ine today, sugar
And let just pretend that this will go somewhere, with hopes high up.
That our own stupidity will not screw the evening, of spending the time together, in the midst of a dead city, where our necks had been taken a hostage by life.
And our lies.
Well,
It shows that we care.
By not trying to hurt a simple line in our emotions.
Let it dance love. Lets see where it goes, shall we
