Absolutely Asthenia

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

Unaware but underlined

Head stuck in a cycle

Sitting on a bad dream

We're all good, but we ain't angels

Maybe we'll talk about her

My heart feints without your crazy ways

Was she worth it?

Try to look as if you don't care less

Something you call love

And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt

The truth is, we are who we are

Far beneath the skin, it rumbles

Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp

Hair fair 2016 - Tableau vivant

Something steady, something good

There were no words to soothe me

I need a man that thinks it's right when it's so wrong

You feel deprived

In everything lies a small kind of blues