letra de baba yaga - good looking friends
a crimson morning
missed the better half of days and a better mind, rarefied
think about it all the time
who’s in front today? is it me or what i’ve made?
all these deals hung in the shade
my brain is the boat and i think i’m the captain
or is it baba yaga?
who rides with me?
what made me do it?
she lives in me
and she hates to love me
like t–th on the floor
a wish in the sink
or plans written on paper
kindling to shrink my mind
she hates to love me
and baba yaga, she drains
how she movеs, but she won’t wake me
makеs me hate me today
stretching arms and i suffocate
a ward on the door and a hex in the pocket
my hair in a locket, forget where i
started and the purpose in these points that i’m
circling. when she takes over i dissipate
hold me tighter, incinerate
letras aleatórias
- letra de huh!? - tyfontaine
- letra de all these times - lost member
- letra de роллс ройс (rolls royce) - connor (rus)
- letra de tattered and blue - the matchcoats
- letra de if you don't have the time - soft girls & boys club
- letra de .619. - bucqqi
- letra de ride with me - whoissas
- letra de la amaba - costa de ámbar
- letra de pound cake freestyle - tilfall
- letra de manzil - the local train