8 acessos
She traces neat escapes
In night skylines
Bowing out with style
Daylight seeps into her darkness
She'll watch a new moon smile
Then crawl away
On another day
You would swear my judgement was wrong
Tracing neat escapes
Now the soft attraction has gone
She'll swear some weak excuse
To gain more time
Changing sides like friends
To satisfy her quicksand ego
When life falls short again
She'll crawl away
Inside her father's house
She's free to stay
Challenge if you dare
Her mirror test of self deception
Replacements crowd the stairs
Rehearsed in praise