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• Artiste: Sacha Sacket
• Titre: Desire
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The stars all hang so low it seems insane The city burns below in tiny flames Embers of tobacco rip up my hands The moon highlights a shadow of a man I let myself softly slip into piss I saw the light but only made a wish I froze on the sands of Los Angeles Burnt out on perfect plans and endless lists You can blow off All your dark desires You can tell yourself you tried Fortune cookies will always take your side But you will crumble from the lie Desire won't die I keep this favorite pocketbook romance A girl that swears she never got a chance Boy, you should see her hold a microphone Stretch out her voice into some long snake moan She said, “It's madness to go on with this Shell out my soul to hear what's wrong with it Before this eternal self-consciousness I had a point of view, but now it's shit” You can blow off All your dark desires You can tell yourself you tried Fortune cookies will always take your side But you will crumble from the lie Desire won't die