À chaque fou plaît sa marotte

tonight, i let my eyes burn

tonight, i let my self drown.

even if it’s painful in the eyes,

even if its killing me inside.

My heart was singing too loud,

too loud i almost forgot the reality.

My mind was so high with your voice,

so high that i almost forgot to wake up in my dreams.

how foolish am i to believe in such fairytales,

when i was never even a character in your book.

this is what i wanted,

Maybe this is what i deserve.

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