What Was That Lorde t into the street, alone in a sea It comes over me

What Was That Lorde t into the street, alone in a sea It comes over me

Favian jose Pera

A place in the city
A chair and a bed
I cover up all the mirrors
Can't see myself yet
I wear smoke like a wedding veil
Make a meal I won't eat
Step out into the street, alone in a sea
It comes over me