FW115

FW115

I looked in the dark I saw the depth of the night was time to relax Increasing the song on the radio and let me take the night’s companion We may share sensaçõesMais sensitive because it keeps well The secrets I like to call it silent night For always good ear but Always speak little while conniving And so I’m happy

this position lonely individual And no destination this disorientation That pushes us to oblivion At a total loss Feel the breath The desire to believe Here’s what each Faces while living

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