Paroles de Radula
I have learned that in this world there's nothing perfectAnd the more I dig, the more I get lost in it
She has the eyes of December and a smile she could sell
But I can't buy it from her, no, I'm always sad
And this feeling is common, as common as gravity
As she burns like cigarettes in front of me
I used to have all the answers to the questions
And the more I looked, the more they got away
She was a beast in her manners and a vampire in bed
But I would still pay to call her mademoiselle
And this feeling is common, as common as despair
As she disappears again into thin air
I was a ghost on the day that I met her
And the more I ran, the more I got behind
She wore a brown dress and slept in sheets of silver
And had a waist so thin she could fit into a needle
And this feeling is common, as common as blind dates
As she makes her way through this empty space
And this feeling is common, as common as my death
As she makes her way in with my breath
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