I was laying in the snow
Then came an angel who I didn't know
Wings as elegant like fine wine
Hair angelic that will last until the end of time
Levitating when she got me perspiring
Freezing, why it gotta be this day
Beautiful inlaid I didn't see I didn't play
Lost in hypnosis is a place somewhere deep, of all tragic emotions.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
I was laying in the snow
Then came an angel who I didn't know
Wings as elegant like fine wine
Hair angelic that will last until the end of time
Levitating when she got me perspiring
Freezing, why it gotta be this day
Beautiful inlaid I didn't see I didn't play
Lost in hypnosis is a place somewhere deep, of all tragic emotions.
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