take a look at my body look at my hands there's so much here that I don't understand your face saving promises whispered like prayers I don't need them I don't need them I've been treated so wrong I've been treated so long as if I'm becoming untouchable contempt loves the silence it thrives in the dark with fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart they say that promises sweeten the blow but I don't need them no, I don't need them I've been treated so wrong I've been treated so long as if I'm becoming untouchable I'm a slow dying flower frost killing hour the sweet turning sour and untouchable o, I need the darkness the sweetness the sadness the weakness I need this I need a lullaby a kiss goodnight angel sweet love of my life o, I need this do you remember the way that you touched me before all the trembling sweetness I loved and adored? your face saving promises whispered like prayers I don't need them no, I don't need them o, I need the darkness the sweetness the sadness the weakness I need this I need a lullaby a kiss goodnight the angel sweet love of my life I need this is it dark enough? can you see me? do you want me? can you reach me? or I'm leaving you better shut your mouth hold your breath kiss me now you'll catch my death o, I mean it _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Ana Paula Ozi([email protected])