Drifting apart like butterflies
Drifting apart like butterflies
Associatief songtekst-ding, yada yada, you know how it works. Deels geïnspireerd door die ene jongen die in een draak verandert in prins Caspian. Niet dat ik me de details nog herinner - just thought it would be fitting. Read it like me, read it like Dean - doesn't matter. Sometimes we're one and the same, and it worries me. Greatly.
Do you remember the story of Narnia?
Maybe remember cleansing springs?
Sometimes I think of the fires of the afterlife
Can't help thinking that
I wish I would grow wings
Cause I've been locked in myself for far too long
Wish I could be someone else but I'm not that strong, oh no
So scratch at me with your lion claws
I wanna shed myself like a second skin
Find myself longing
For a fire to bathe in
Drifting apart like butterflies -
Throw me into the sea -
I wanna be
Drifting apart from me
Drifting apart from me
There's this itch on my soul that I just can't scratch
Wanna free myself of the scales on my chest, the scales on me
The scales on me
Oh I can't help thinking I
Wish I would be free
Cause I've been locked in myself for far too long
Wanting to be someone else but I'm not that strong, oh no
So scratch at me with your lion claws
I wanna shed myself like a second skin
Find myself longing
For a fire to bathe in
Drifting apart like butterflies
Throw me into the sea
I wanna be
Drifting apart from me
Drifting apart from me
Like butterflies, like butterflies
The scales on me
Like butterflies, like butterflies
Set me free, ooh -
Set me free....
Maybe remember cleansing springs?
Sometimes I think of the fires of the afterlife
Can't help thinking that
I wish I would grow wings
Cause I've been locked in myself for far too long
Wish I could be someone else but I'm not that strong, oh no
So scratch at me with your lion claws
I wanna shed myself like a second skin
Find myself longing
For a fire to bathe in
Drifting apart like butterflies -
Throw me into the sea -
I wanna be
Drifting apart from me
Drifting apart from me
There's this itch on my soul that I just can't scratch
Wanna free myself of the scales on my chest, the scales on me
The scales on me
Oh I can't help thinking I
Wish I would be free
Cause I've been locked in myself for far too long
Wanting to be someone else but I'm not that strong, oh no
So scratch at me with your lion claws
I wanna shed myself like a second skin
Find myself longing
For a fire to bathe in
Drifting apart like butterflies
Throw me into the sea
I wanna be
Drifting apart from me
Drifting apart from me
Like butterflies, like butterflies
The scales on me
Like butterflies, like butterflies
Set me free, ooh -
Set me free....
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"yada yada yada" -Balthazar, over de Titanic omg x))
9 jaar geledenWauw, wauw, wauw, WAUW!!! Heel mooi, heel leuk c; Op wat voor muziek had jij dit bedacht? (idk "Death of the Author"- ik kreeg gewoon gelijk iets in mijn hoofd met veel basgitaren en zachtere stukjes als refreinen) het roept gewoon heel veel luide en gefrustreerde beelden van Dean op en aaaaah I like it a lot!!
9 jaar geleden(als dat nog niet duidelijk was)