Bored with the tranquility of my soul , I fell in love
Conspiracy of my heart , I chose you
Now I feel like a dying cockroach lying on its back waiting for eternity to end
Vibrations of the deadly silence brings back memory of future
Call it coincidence or purpose,
dancing smokes of dying cigarette draws your face in the sky
How it feels to be in love
who can tell who will dare
Am I in love? Can I deny ?
Conspiracy of my heart , I chose you
Now I feel like a dying cockroach lying on its back waiting for eternity to end
Vibrations of the deadly silence brings back memory of future
Call it coincidence or purpose,
dancing smokes of dying cigarette draws your face in the sky
How it feels to be in love
who can tell who will dare
Am I in love? Can I deny ?
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