Butterfly Kiss - Collector

I give you back all the bad things
You never want to see again
Place we need to stay alive
It's something like dead atmosphere
Over me and over you
There's no rain for the morning sun
We turn around to appreciate
That people are trusting in fuckers.

I'm lookin' for someone
Someone like you this time
We could find out
What we can loose
This cup of my sorrow
Sorrow for you

We drink it tomorrow but tonight we choose, ourselves.
We play the game
With human fates our goal is pretty dangerous
We collect sheep on the ship
This style of life is curious, baby it's a mystery
How many blinded guys we know
Our way of life and history is bittersweet and beautiful.
Voices and faces disappeared on places
That were full of traps, trapped by collectors...

Written by:
Standa Ferko

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