=SUPERNOVA=

Poetry is just a mirror
A mirror to reflect our passions
Can't you hear a thousand screams that
break down any hope from myself

BRIDGE. I began to feel cold my heart had started to be gray
all around me is not mine
A black small point on a white background

Someone calls outside the window
would you answer it, would you answer it?
Room is getting smaller, paintings turn in liquids
Follow me into my wrong way

BRIDGE.
RIT. It will be so nice babe, so hard seeing
all the things that now I've lost
so nice babe kiss while I'm dying

Blaze the love and hide the suffer
Squirting poisoned blood in my eyes
Figure out this wounded color
I'm falling far from you, like a supernova