Paris Lyrics by AIKK
Alone, i can’t find the Aquarius god complex of mine, right?
Those envied bourgeoise hopes i’ve dreamt and
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Alone, i can’t find the Aquarius god complex of mine, right?
Those envied bourgeoise hopes i’ve dreamt and
Tonight i could write the saddest song
Alexandrian tune, علي فين هنروح؟
In the hands of a distant lover, the weapon is a phone
Look away the sky is burning, you’re alone