Παρασκευή, 1 Μαρτίου 2013

Catch me if I fall
I'm losing hold

I can't just carry on this way
And every time 
I turn away
Lose another blind game
The idea of perfection holds me
Suddenly I see you change
Everything at once
The same
But the mountain never moves 

Lost forever in a happy crowd
No one lifts their hands

No one lifts their eyes

Justified with empty words

the cure-faith


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