Crystals

As I walk, as I smoke
Crystals grow in my throat
In my blood, in my brain
Precious diamonds of pain
I don't hold it, fight or pretend
Let it take me again
And if the truth is so lame
I don't blame
My imagination
My imagination
My imagination
My imagination

You're my hair, growing blue
As I write this for you
You're the leaves on the ground, quite evenings
Sun going down
Maybe I love you, but I'm tired if your selfish point of view
And you're tasteless, too
Shine, shine, shine sunrise
On my morning sorrow
Give me a last smile before I
Forget you tomorrow
Forget you tomorrow
Forget you tomorrow
Forget you tomorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Marjan Rasoulzadeh Farsad
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