Kilara

Slow

Kilara


Anger fear frustration
Come stroke my ego, tell me the bass player's tale
Like a chameleon, fit the situation
No remorse, no regrets, forget the past you remember
Found manipulation and you lost a lot of friendship
I thought you were down
You told me a lot of lies
Worked so hard
It's over now
Where is your mind
It's on Cloud 9
I lost a friend
It's a sad sight

Cookie Consent

This website uses cookies or similar technologies, to enhance your browsing experience and provide personalized recommendations. By continuing to use our website, you agree to our Privacy Policy