Soul for your body&Body for your soul
Deja vu...
In the desert of
thirsty words...
Listening to your
voice!
My mind is playing
tricks...
I'm having deja vu
again
Talking to the
mirror...
And sharing all my
doubts!
Nothing is
okay...
I feel like empty
glass!
Maybe the beauty
is too ugly...
To accept loving
heart!
Maybe the beast...
Was never a
Prince!
Maybe I was just
his feast...
So he could use
his lies
Leaving me here
to die!
thirsty words...
Listening to your
voice!
My mind is playing
tricks...
I'm having deja vu
again
Talking to the
mirror...
And sharing all my
doubts!
Nothing is
okay...
I feel like empty
glass!
Maybe the beauty
is too ugly...
To accept loving
heart!
Maybe the beast...
Was never a
Prince!
Maybe I was just
his feast...
So he could use
his lies
Leaving me here
to die!
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Deja vu...
Deja vu...
