Maybe we should cut the hearts within our hands.
Finally a fantasy that breathes and bends,
Maybe we should run away into the dark, oh no it's dreams that sharp.
Maybe we could run away into the night.
Finally a fantasy we could not fight.
Hurry up, but cast away into our tears.
Maybe we’re born to born to fear.
Oh no it’s dreams and nightmares near.
Maybe we should over flow never kiss and never know.
Indecent fluorescent flow.
Maybe it’s ours to show.
Maybe we could see the strange fluorescent life.
Finally an opportunity to hide.
Maybe we could taste the feelings red and grey.
Maybe it’s ours we’re forced to pay.
Fluorescent more fluorescent play.
Maybe we should overflow never kiss and never know.
Indecent fluorescent flow.
A circle in the sand and fairy wings.
These are many, many stranges things.
But can you cast away, this old only knows.
Maybe we should overflow never kiss and never know.
Indecent? Fluorescent flow.
It overflows...
It overflows...
I overflow.

[by a7raxia #43]