Текст песни 57StoRM03

Everybody marching In this fable of love They're pulling on my pigtail Forgetting the dream Secretly i was gradually falling into A deep over sleepy Awkwardly comfortable cradle And then, The angel of spring came down and kissed me with The pink of sunlight I free the sound Alive the sound It cleaves with the wind of the violent storms, Transforming my body You're compelling that i am wrong I aim to please your tension So i keep my feet off the ground I'm losing my perspective How pleasing the warmth that lay on my skin, Remembering where beauty exists again I free the sound Alive the sound It grows the sound Alive the sound Fake it and i'm dead It feels so good to be myself again The storm sees Transforming my body