Shaped.
And i don't wanna live in strict limits
I wanna break free but who knows..
Anyway, whoever knows is never gonna tell.
Feelings can be portraits & i am the fire-circle around it.
The light flashing upon the air traffic.
This causes no problem at all
until the elements come back home.
Home and arms,
streets and glances every now and then.
I want you inside
what do you say if i let a fight start tonight?
Well, the sun is so hot but nobody's warm.
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