"It's called conversation....You know, that thing we DON'T do.."
"Play Dead" - H.I.M.
A moth into a butterfly
And a lie
Into the sweetest truth
I'm so afraid of life
I try
To call your name but I'm
Silenced by the fear of dying in your heart once again
I see the seasons changing
And in the heart of this autumn I fall
With the leaves from the trees
I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades ( Read more... )
A moth into a butterfly
And a lie
Into the sweetest truth
I'm so afraid of life
I try
To call your name but I'm
Silenced by the fear of dying in your heart once again
I see the seasons changing
And in the heart of this autumn I fall
With the leaves from the trees
I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades ( Read more... )
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