My smoky voice
Your warm lips
We like to be cold
We do not like clubs
Of course certain
Take my heart
It will last for a long time
What would warm
Dissatisfied bystanders
What we wear bright
I would have given them in the face
But now, not before
I'm such a hopeless
You are so elegant
The ideal bed
Empty ceremonial
Cried - Cried
Batteries & Pipes
I am Kissing - Kissing
Your tender lips
and you never know - you never know
what people think
I'll
never forget this
You know to think and steam
Useless topic
You and I go up
Blade in the sky
And you don't wanna be restrained
And ordinary
When you do that rabies
Triggered by the veins
Misted glass
And painting hands
These white walls
Become for us the clouds
You're so beautiful
I like dreaming
It's only now
This will not happen again