Will you leak into my soul and convince us
to never regret showing too much love.
They say «The world might end tomorrow»
Maybe we then have the courage to do so.
Will you light me up deep in the dark forest?
As a red bell lily ready to get undressed
Will you see me for what’s underneath?
To wait for me in the garden you’ve created
Will you hold the weights that I bear?
With the golden rewards that i’ll prepare
Will you listen to a woman’s song?
As she’s swimming through the golden waterfall
Will you feel it further down?
Entering the layers of trapped electricity
Will you handle the heartbeats and the rapid shivers?
Letting it float through your endless rivers
Will you cut open the stitches you've sewn?
When you’re filling me up with beautiful phrases
Will you then dare to try?
Reaching high up in the skies
As plants growing around the soft thighs
Will you not worry, nor be scared?
To say too much, care too much or love harder
Will you rip off my invisible gloves?
Allowing the body to love what it loves
All I ask, in these six months left above all
Will you catch me if I fall?

Let it go, in the rooms with no light
I scratch, scream and take a bite
Pillow soaked in saltwater all night
Forgotten everything when it hits daylight
Maintain is forgotten, now it's «alright»
Ones they get you, they no longer fight

Fabric soft and scent become drugs
Where I finally get rest in their warm hugs
Protected, is a powerful shield
No one can enter my strong minefield.
The top blocks is from his touch
But the word-blocks can’t build much
The gate will be easy to break in
Given out limited blocks from the trash bin..

Pulling up defense with a gun and a sword
Don’t touch anything you can’t afford!
Different tunes, they’re hard to understand
One day touch will be the their last demand

Its the quiet times I yell the loudest
Its shut closed to stay strong and robust
Not enough for my needs and my must
Giving me enough to barely survive
Small hopes, but not to near feel alive

My romance is stuck in this gloomy night
As a candle that burns with its last light.
Only to get hit with reality of sorrow
(Hitted, kicked and a shot with black arrow) optional
No healing is there in tomorrow.
No one cares about past details
Still hopeless in love with old fairytales.

Waiting to reach out on a regular friday
But its all quiet and the boats has left its bay
He has nothing to say
*** he don’t think that way

Waiting for her wings to finally fly at last
The unhappiness feelings of unhealed past
When gaining a beautiful silver pearl
Only to seek out for another girl

Telling my love in a letter with a gentle tissue
Leaving a piece of me in a small statue
Only to forget, not once, not twice
«But it only matters if it has a price»

A feather from the prettiest crow
Hiding under rocks, leafs and puffy snow
Give all, less or a piece to let go
A soul to let me borrow
Homemade masterpiece, no less or further more
Crafting deep within his inner core
Between his eyes an arrow and a bow
Underneath the mask a cute puppy show
Candles with an intense eager grow
Waiting to unleash the secret below
Thousands of lights like a dazzling rainbow
I’m screaming loudly in high falsetto
No sound, no music, like a mute radio
Can’t even feel my thoughts flow
For everything I’ll just throw
Flower buds, chocolate and expensive espresso
Missing something I can’t get in Moscow
Poems of memories that I owe
Suppressed devotion with tears falling slow
A heart with no depth is just halow

I always cry
thats the thing you will remember me by.
*** behind- the restrained malice of hatred
Being a mellow soul created
-
I always cry
Thats the thing you probably will remember me by
And no, its not the crocodile ones
Hurting worse than needles or tattoo guns
-
Yes. I always cry
thats the thing you will remember me by
Go ahead, resent the miserable ones- in disguise
Call it out- and get your scars as a prize
-
Well then, I always cry
I guess thats the thing you will remember me by
This ethereal thirst- for something real
*** no one can then see what I truly feel
-
I always cry
that’s the thing you will remember me by
Endless of drops- that you allowed to let slide
Now- I truly believe my love has died

Leather coat, hat and a water pipe
Old music, night walks, that kind of type
Hundreds of thoughts never been said
Trapped and closed with needle and tread

Rivers pouring through his pale skin
golden waterfall coming from within
Innocent eyes of a lost polar bear
Walking there in silence, I know he’s rare

I was gentle this time I swear, I’m just
Sick of trying
Sick of thinking
Sick of worrying
Punishing and torturing you
My body, I love you so much

No matter the look, the shape or weight
For what you have done or what you ate
I know you’re just trying to survive
My body, I love you so much

Hatred boiling up, I can’t compare
Was it all worth losing you hair?
I know what you been through, love
My body, I love you so much

Fresh green paste
Turns red when its two-faces
Covers and smears like makeup
*** they only cares for a hookup

I mean, its just fresh green paste
Hungry lust just waiting for a taste
Pretty shells and twisted flowers on each finger
Switched and replaced with good old Tinder

Its literally, fresh green paste
It seems like they like being chased?
Yeah well. Now I see
Romance in this generation will never be.