Intoxication - pxzvc, Lucinda

You were too perfect to handle

You were too pretty to get over

I said, on my realization

While I’m on my way;

Intoxication

«What's best is what’s left.»

A fragrance of a bitter taste

I still spell your name

Everywhere I go

Just to let you go

To let you know

You shimmer all your beauty

And it fascinates me

Yet it is still a tragedy

Now, I woke up from my realization

While I’m on my way;

Intoxication

«What's best is what’s left.»

A fragrance of a bitter taste

I still spell your name

Everywhere I go

Just to let you go

To let you know

I still spell your name

Everywhere I go

Just to let you go

To let you know