Our love was a cover, just another masquerade, "smile for the cameras", "pretend for the stage" When was it that my skin became a costume, when my hips slipped so easily into a mould, when I folded my...
Our love was a cover, just another masquerade, "smile for the cameras", "pretend for the stage" When was it that my skin became a costume, when my hips slipped so easily into a mould, when I folded my...