Taffy Wilde - For Your Mad Chill
Автор: Sysse
Загружено: 2026-01-13
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I'm a killer of exits
Or did I just stop opening doors
Letting all the clowns in
Giving away what is yours
Now looking for a halo
Someone dropped in the traffic
I’m again silent and still
for your mad chill.
Maybe I could run for a while
Maybe we could run for a night
Where the poets can´t go fast
Where the poets can´t go fast
(Where the poets can go fast)
Where the poets can go fast
and take it lightly
Out there flying blind
I'm taking it lightly
Out there flying blind
We are all slaves, I guess
For those private rooms
frail rooms inside the frail surfaces
of the unexpected.
And the moment is all I have
Writing a space
I’m again silent and still
for your mad chill.
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