Silhouette Palette - Agent Fresco

Keep resting on my arm

the seething sparkles numb

your shining strings brings out

those old songs of voiceless nights

tints on your yearning skin

hands moving in, hands moving in

and you dont have to speak a word

heard it in your heart

beat

skips a lot

if only for me

im the only one left in this place

youre the silhouette of my wants

and my needs, my needs, my needs

this scenery reminds me

of a lightbulb universe

who are you now?

still everything reminds me

of our lightbulb universe

who are you now?