ACCESS TO MEMORIES

Underneath your prettiness
You may have made a mess
But if you believe my words
It’s an aftermath of your acquiesce
‘Cause you surrender to your miseries,

It’s a canopy of conundrum
And your eyes speak vacuums
A little thread I did catch
As I snatched, it lost in fumes
Unleashed another mystery.

Be with me right here
Be here right with me
If you grant me access to your memories
I will set you free
I will certainly.

Where’s life living in buttons?
You don’t walk you’re being driven
I may need to cut few wires
Jammed up your pulleys must be ridden
It won’t cause injuries.

Be here right with me.

Plucking your eyelashes
Collecting the broken hair
Doesn’t solve the problem
A puff to them in the air
Hiding to insecurities is not bravery,

Be here right with me.

If you grant me access to your memories
I will set you free
I will certainly
I will set you free
Certainly I will set you free.
If you grant me access to your memories
I will set you free
Certainly.

Artist: Martin Stranka
Artist: Martin Stranka
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