Flamingo
The flesh
On your legs
It rains
Like needles
It fades
On the pain
Fresh like the flesh
Of fallen angels
Mirrors are more fun than TV
All alone
Mirrors are more fun than TV
The flesh in your legs
It stenches and
It heals
The pain
Of the times when
Love kills
The past is a gape
In your eyes
That burns
The wounds
And the pain
For when you leave
On your legs
It rains
Like needles
It fades
On the pain
Fresh like the flesh
Of fallen angels
Mirrors are more fun than TV
All alone
Mirrors are more fun than TV
The flesh in your legs
It stenches and
It heals
The pain
Of the times when
Love kills
The past is a gape
In your eyes
That burns
The wounds
And the pain
For when you leave
Credits
Writer(s): Omar Morales Alanis
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