Plastique Noir - Fireworks Songtexte

My feelings as a work of art
And like that
Doesn't ask for explanation
Or reason to be

If the rain comes
All the colors shall roll slowly down the canvans
Unrecognizable pictures of us
But here I am

Falling river form the sky
Takes me down the streets
After midnight
It makes me cross the gates
Of these purple realms
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