Salut, Simone!

Why are the drinks so expensive here?
Feels, so my head
Feathers on my bed

Breaths, water, impulsion
Gets high without confession
I need some time for it, bad

Love was my eye of my soul
Like every man needs conclusion
Lies all

Dream, film
Badly end
Sadly sad

Get me, that
I made my home
Alone, says Simone