David De Lira
  • 2019
  • 2021
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2021 - Ongoing
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Exactly what you run from, you end up chasing...
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Never thought you'd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.

​Never thought I'd fill with desire.
​Never thought I'd feel so ashamed.
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You were mother nature's son. 
Someone to whom I could relate. 
Your needle and your damage done. 
​Remains a sordid twist of fate.
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Now I sleep in the belly of men.
​ And I sleep in the belly of rhythm.
And I sleep in the belly of love.

And I sleep in the belly of oceans.
And I sleep in the belly of truth.
​ I sleep in the belly of kindness.

And I sleep in the belly of you.
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We have traded places times before.
We were built for making love and not for war.
© David De Lira
  • 2019
  • 2021
  • About