I fall into this trap every time
Observing your lips far from the sight
I catch your looks on me at the most silent minute of tonight
You pretend that we don’t exist but I’m right
I know your lips are the lips of the night
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
I fall into this trap every time
Observing your lips far from the sight
I catch your looks on me at the most silent minute of tonight
You pretend that we don’t exist but I’m right
I know your lips are the lips of the night
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