Avenues & Silhouettes Ily Is Just An Acronym
Maybe I could bow
To the way I lie, to the way you ruin my life
Just to let you know I’ve stopped feeling miserable
In fact, we’ve been falling down for years
In the mail we lost control and abused of acronyms
Sink down
You said an engage was gonna happen
But your tongue made an honour to your name and so…
Blacked out
My withered eyes
And that was all
In your embrace
I’m trying hard
To work this out
Even there are ways to feel more miserable
In fact, I’d been told
That you were the face of lust
You said an engage was gonna happen
But your tongue made an honor to your name and that was all ‘cause
Maybe I could yell that’s over
Your crop on fire, it’s a miracle
Maybe I could fall violet but not
Break down!
Run around the roof
This is my illustration
Run around the illustration
My fist, my roof
Run around the roof
This is my illustration
I dare you bitch
Maybe I could bow
To the way I lie, to the way you ruin my life
Just to let you know
Fall in fact we’d been falling down for years
In the mail we lost control and abused of acronyms.
