Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Poesie Noire
• Titre: Oblivion
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.
She became a total stranger to herself Mourning for the morning she ate out of their hands Overwhelmed by their control, their wealth She was standing there naked, conducting the band It was a pleasure then it is still now To watch her take off her stockings Yet keeping on her pride and powder They commercialized her body couldn't do It to her feelings Maybe she's far ahead of her time Knowing that anything can be sold But she'll never wait for the decline They may be in command but boring and old Oblivion to sanctify her deeds Oblivion to satisfy her needs Once you've got it up You've got to keep it up