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lyrics
Persian Almond
You have to let them say.
Rock it and get away.
These evil men grows up.
You have to let them say.
Rock it and get away.
These evil men would like to take over.
Walls are shaking.
Half awake I'm passing.
My legs follow my heart which follows my body.
A path is opening between the stream and the steam.
It goes everywhere and nowhere, mostly everywhere and nowhere.
Tu prêches le faux pour voir le vrai.
The snake is eating its own tail.
We both know but no one dares.
Once again.
The mirror shattered. Shattered.
You.
Buffalo in the rain.
Dry air of the south.
You make me laugh a lot.
You.
Buffalo in the rain.
Dry air of the south.
You make me laugh a lot.
The first morning.
Pale summer.
Dazzles me.
And the persian almond keeps haunting me.
Haunting me.
Minds are cracking.
Such a game we're playing.
My arms follow my lips which follows the rhythm.
We are now wondering if the second eats the min.
On our way back no fence.
Doors open, four floors, few stairs.
Capable and carefreeness.
They made shy architects of us.
People meet people by chance and destiny and the persian almond keeps haunting me.
The first morning.
Pale summer.
Dazzles me.
And the persian almond keeps haunting me.
Haunting me.
Random
Perfume
Alchemist
Theatre
Red shoes
Alcohol
Cigarettes
Big Toe
Buffalo
Funny puns
Architects
Tricky trap. She walks fast.
"But not so fast I'm too old, but not so old."
Tricky trap
Funny puns
Buffalo
Red shoes
Theatre
Theatre
The first morning.
Pale summer.
Dazzles me.
And the persian almond keeps haunting me.
Haunting me.