Cummune Unius Martyr
de Pro Cantione Antiqua
If my eyes are being shut down
So excuse me my love, if I failed again
There’s no point in my illusion
Of being so fucking stoned and tired
So c’mon, dress me like you ever wanted
Paint my eyes in red and blue
Have you ever stole? Or have you ever seen my room?
So c’mon, make me your slave queen
In the pain, in the darkness there’s nobody to save you
Some kind of bliss in my eyes,everlasting
Forgetting all the time, so please now forget my name
There’s no pain in my illusion
Of being so fucking stoned and tired
Oh we could make it together
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