Those Masses



Should I thank you?
For everything I knew before.
We live in a world of right here, take it.
So if you’re falling in love.
Those masses…aren’t gonna save you.
But you can use my parachute.
Is it a quick death or a torture?
Remember with your back on the wall.
If my face is the last thing you see.
That means you belong to me.
No-body can take my place.
And there isn’t a woman alive
Who could make you say.

Help me, I’m falling.
I didn’t want to but I couldn’t help it.
Save me, I’m falling.
Breathe life into me with the touch of your lips.

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