Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Her Fallen Gown
• Titre: Radula
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
I have learned that in this world there's nothing perfect And 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