Tishbite
[V/ Milk and Kisses track #3]

Primitive Heart
Though the soul must convey
Some more tears to delete
He is there to your death
Burning as alcohol

Must so live, flower of love
So's the key in staged
Dialectics

Sneaking out, suitcase shown
Lover must have a man
To quiz of making man
This joy, pain on her heart

Smooth things frame till sugared
Midnight he'll sing blue
Cuz he's silly

What woman can sing
Without loving the primitive heart

Heart, heart
Loving the primitive heart
Strain, strain
Clouding yourself by seeing strain

 

Flock of Soul
Pre sings once to me (?????)
And songs had been played with tears
Now ease it, strong storming(?)
Sing by galactics(??) has almost touched me
Songs so bright with tears
Sing and attatchment
It's almost forgiving me / Her song has been playing me
Her singing had touched me
Sing as folding and calls out to be with me
So lost for me, sung/so proudly calling to me

Like playing with tears
Just like/lie / justly, it's a friend/afraid / benefit (?????)

That glowing hung above the sky/storm inside had blessed me
(How by the backbone and fools kind) (???)
Feelings that feel then old, sing justly
(Abandoned but lived somehow)
Again, ache the song
(Abandoned but lived somehow)