Lamya

Feelin lost - in familiar places Havin fallen from a few good graces So many sandy years Dusted and wasted How from there did i get here I wanna be east of anywhere (take me) out of the everywhere Into the here Sublime to ride Reside Up high In wide-

all of your moonlight whispers counterfeit counterfeit love oh hello brutus said you were my friend but in the end you were takin' the piss mistakenly i mistook this for something real you dress me up in your lies what a beautiful fabrication it was

[ti:Black Mona Lisa] [ar:Maria Lawson] [al:Maria Lawson] [00:00.00] [00:05.00]Black Mona Lisa [00:10.00]-Maria Lawson- [00:14.00] [00:17.00]But oh I am not afraid [00:19.19]To be a lone bohemian [00:21.32]I can paint a portrait of myself [00:27.72]I