The way my hand shakes like spoiled milk
makes me feel like im alive
im really alive
and it hurts like hell
the way your hands stands quite
i feel how the purity brings me uncesored memories
i remember black metal gold feelings in my bed
they repeat in circle, circle
but in case you arent in my body tonight
i have pills to forget you
forgotten
feelings
black gold memories
black man standing by my side
stay quite, dont be noisy
the smashing people will hear us
the unbelieveble sense of reality
will take us
im breaking the karma of me
im smelling the sadness down here
puke it
if you trust me
circles in silence will embrace us
if you
dont
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