Lirieke: Yesterdays Rising. Lightworker. My Body Is Like A Metaphor.
Do you want to run
Do you want to feel
Do you want to perfect your graft
My body is like a metaphor
It's holding me back, I'm looking for more
Like a child, so very innocent
Curious one way, through want for more
So sweetness, that I crave
More and more every day
Feeling for lack of when, effect sense
Night there's your lies, party eyes
This is my premonition
This is my disgrace
Do you want to run
Do you want to feel
Do you want to perfect your graft
For you to, and i'm searching for more
It's a feeling in your head
Feeling through your body
Sense of nowhen
A sense of nowhen
It's a feeling in your head
A feeling through your body
Sense of nowhen
A sense of nowhen [x4]
A body
Is like
A metaphor
Take away
My head
Where the perfect
I want more
Stake that emptiness
Do you want to run
Do you want to feel
Do you want to perfect your graft
My body
Is like
A metaphor
Lightworker
Yesterdays Rising
Gewilde versoeke