Тексты песен Agape

Shooting through the hollow My syringed dreams were flushed Darker pleasures will follow I'm ensnared in your hush Desictate Don't dedicate So stereotype So fake inside You don't sense me, no one does

[VERSE 1:] My heart burns my soul cries the yearning for you Makes me tremble and fall apart the sweat from your skin Slight hair from your back and through the neck A trail of salt-stretches through-