spring room
spring room listen on youtube or here I caress my fragile head a womb of emotions for you a cave carved by enslaved fingers to make room for your ego painted walls with the color crimson from torn fingers ... = Windows flooded by light purging its sorrows on departure. You, retaking everything again = you come to me fiction you come to me a strange concept you come as a white page like a punctual spring with or without warning. = feeling another wave of labor new rumors are born I script them into condolences send them as gift cards to all your hollowed-out victims, but I'm still here, grieving the gone nursing the feeble preparing condolences for my replacement. Waiting my turn in the spring room... = lyrics & vocals: azdi404 music credit: Emotional Sad Guitar Music No Copyright For Videos