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letra de tattooed on my brain - mimosa de valois

[verse1]
i type under the table, i use capital letters on your name
i’m not yelling, but this capital is falling more every time you try to explain
i’m not brutally honest, i only show the symptoms of what i’m trying to maintain
i house feminine rage, cause no one wants the recipe to remove a bloodstain
my youth is a like a gold dust flame
but the knowledge of young goes in vain
you are the most loving form of migraine, but you are still a migraine
why aren´t we a coast, is the water or the ghost of me around it harder to drain?

[chorus]
i need this tattooed on my brain
it was there long before the proven principle could stain
i will watch as my heart becomes a cargo and not a passenger train
i need this retattooed on my brain
i can’t tell you i love you before you scream it in rain
we won´t be showstopping, if you don´t show we won´t die with timeframe
am i chronically online, and everything is more mesmeric in a minor frame?

[verse2]
there is no mutual silence, didn´t your monomania rehe-rs- my terrain?
we paradoxically persist, your polarity is a polaroid flash that makes me insane
these lips speak into existence every fear that i contain
and tell me will i get that silence in a none mutual way, cause love got too mundane
the grasp to this dangerous trapeze only gives me chronic pain
i´m homesick towards a home that i haven´t found, i have the motion sickness of a train
but i´m moving nowhere, and there is no undertaking i can sustain
[chorus]
i need this tattooed on my brain
it was there long before the proven principle could stain
i will watch as my heart becomes a cargo and not a passenger train
i can’t tell you i love you before you tattoo it in my brain
we won´t be showstopping, if you don´t show we won´t die with timeframe
am i chronically online, and everything is more mesmeric in minor frame?

[bridge]
you do things cause why not, but what does the other person gain?
is that the principle, they spilled one drop of blue in you, and you got picasso in your brain
we humans don´t know what to do with pain, so we make it a passenger train
but i´m till projecting somewhere deep, every boy´s obsession is their first videogame

[outro]
you are the most loving form of migraine, but you are still a migraine
you are the ink i would want in my brain, if i didn´t have the motion sickness of a train
did you become a problem, cause i said i have only ever been loved by pain
only i could be skeleton without bones, look at how i love with 100 strains
we are moving nowhere, cause we are a cargo, not a passenger train

- mimosa de valois

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