j'aime toujours ce que tu es, en fait même plus qu'avant
alors il faut rattraper le temps perdu, le temps passé loin l'un de l'autre. je suis un peu fébrile et toi t'as cet air un peu songeur, tu fais ce bruit avec tes lèvres que je connais par cœur. les mots se font rares mais peu importe, les silences comptent aussi (fauve ≠ tallulah)
- - i woke up singing your verses again, my voice is pitchy but it pays the rent. sometimes my head is cloudy and something ain't right, and i can't feel nothing, so I sleep through the night. i'm dreaming a chorus, the hook is your name.
you were not born of stardust, stardust was born from you, it’s why the stars feel your sorrow and aching heart, they are the fragments of your lost soul, scattered across an endless galaxy, but don’t be afraid, maybe life has broken you, but it can never destroy you.
i'm not looking for anything in particular but I'm far more desperate than you think. I wonder what it's like to be the universe, experiencing itself ironically
you were not born of stardust, stardust was born from you, it’s why the stars feel your sorrow and aching heart, they are the fragments of your lost soul, scattered across an endless galaxy, but don’t be afraid, maybe life has broken you, but it can never destroy you.
there wasn't much I used to need, a smile would blow a summer breeze through my heart. now my mistakes are haunting me, like winter came and put a freeze on my heart. I've lost the power to understand what it takes to be a man with my heart.
there wasn't much I used to need, a smile would blow a summer breeze through my heart. now my mistakes are haunting me, like winter came and put a freeze on my heart. I've lost the power to understand what it takes to be a man with my heart.
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