my smoky voice. your warm lips. we

my smoky voice. your warm lips. we like to freeze so much. we don't like clubs. but surely sure. take my heart. it will be enough for a long time. to keep warm. passersby are not happy. that we are brightly dressed. I would give them in the face. but now is not up to it. I am so hopeless. you are so smart. perfect bed. empty front door. The batteries cried and the pipes cried I kiss your tender lips and you never know what people think. I’ll never forget such a one. you know, to think and useless topic soars. you and I climb a blade into the sky. and I don’t want to be restrained to be ordinary. when you run this rabies through the veins. misted glass and paintings by hand. these white walls have become clouds for us. you're so beautiful. as if I were dreaming about it. it's just now. this will not happen again.