Lucretia

Sitting up late at night A tiptoe through the darkness Cold as hell black as spades Aware of my immediate surrounding In my place I escape Up into my hideout Hiding from everyone My friends all say Dave your mental anyway hey! Drift into a deeper sta

...et les longs corbillards, sans tambours ni musique, defilent lentement dans mon ame. [Charles Baudelaire] 专辑:Sous Le Blanc Rosier 歌手:Ataraxia 歌曲:Lucretia