"If you look for perfection, you'll never be content."

Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy

Spots dance in front of my eyes
And the music slowly fades away
Its all about shot glasses
And cigarettes
We may all fade away
And disintegrate into the thin air
Angels fly back and forth
They want to save us but don't know how
The road in front is an endless desert
- bare and empty.

And there I saw you
Brillant in your failure
Your sad eyes pierced right through me
Right through me
You're covered in blood and dust
And you're fading away
Because nobody wants you anymore
They pull me away from you
Trying to save me from myself
But we mesh into one
I melt into you
Together we dissolve into the cold mountain lake
Where no one can stop these passions

breathe // dream

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