Fake P

Everything is Soft

Fake P


the sun is a mellow ball
everything is soft
this is almost all i am
a hazy bunch of love
things are not as we see
nothing really shines
we're feeling softer now
we are felling fine
everything is broken
everyone is woman
everywhere i'll be will taste like the moon
deliver your tender hands
overmultiplied
if there is none around
wear a wounded smile
it's hard not to see the spark
when all around is night
everything is broken
everyone is woman
everywhere i'll be will taste like the moon
fragments of skin they fall
your heart is skinned alive
i don't want to hurt you bad
but i don't have the right
everything is broken
everyone is woman
everywhere i'll be will taste like the moon
everything is woman
everywhere i'll be