Princess of Masquerade

In this perfect sleepy, I really don't want to sleep.

In this perfect skies, I just don't need to fly.

Something in my brain

so bold and strong,

a pair of love and pain,

Do you need me, Princess of Masquerade?

My hair and my hands, they are cursed.

The guitar in my hands, pain.

Look around here! There's nobody around.

nobody.

I Love You So Much and I Want You To Be My Wife

I see the truth

I'm nothing

Cause it hurt to be seeing

the truth of nothing

But I know what to do in this nothing world

Afraid to grade and afraid to eat

Drowning, into the deepest skies.

Yes, I'm flying while I'm drowning

I'm happy to be nothing, as fine as drugs deep in my chest

And drugs are fine as long as the happiness with the deep in my chest's keeping to be nothing

I'm a feather which knows nothing about how hard to be the one who hold the sin in the middle of the night.

But I know that's a lot of sins in this simple pleasure names heaven,

And the women, they left and gone and kills every man who stand in the road, thinking that love is a women he loves.

He wants you so much,

Never been happier, as your face's poisoning the bloods in the vein just to calm me wildly

I walk alone in this lonely night, walking through the alley just to lock the door and open the room so I can get on to my bed.

I heard the sharp words that says, "What happen to my dreams?"

Wondering.