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Lyrics:
Make A Site For Me Between Your Skin
If you see me, kiss me Make a site for me between your skin
I go seeking for a voice within me to help me to discern, because my mind is a dress that doesn't fit me.
Which one was it, where's the mistake? Who has cursed me to the horror of a mind in black and white?
Where is my place? I'm not like the rest, I can think for myself! I'm alone and scared.
If you see me, kiss me. Make a site for me between your skin, don't let the marks on my face keep you from seeing who I am.
You'll feel that my love has thirst for a voice that whispers a caress or gives me hope.
Spoil me, give me your warmth, I'll give it back in the shape of a flower Multiplied by a hundred, you'll recieve what you give me.
If you push me away, I won't integrate. If you abandon me, I'll get lost. Rejection is my damnation.
Where is my freedom? I'll seek for a future for myself It's gonna cost me! But without love I won't be able.
And in the end I'll reach wherever my feet take me, and if you want to know me, don't observe me, look at me.
Where are you, freedom? My prison is loneliness, the silence that doesn't shut up is the void of your voice.
Lyrics:
Make A Site For Me Between Your Skin
If you see me, kiss me Make a site for me between your skin
I go seeking for a voice within me to help me to discern, because my mind is a dress that doesn't fit me.
Which one was it, where's the mistake? Who has cursed me to the horror of a mind in black and white?
Where is my place? I'm not like the rest, I can think for myself! I'm alone and scared.
If you see me, kiss me. Make a site for me between your skin, don't let the marks on my face keep you from seeing who I am.
You'll feel that my love has thirst for a voice that whispers a caress or gives me hope.
Spoil me, give me your warmth, I'll give it back in the shape of a flower Multiplied by a hundred, you'll recieve what you give me.
If you push me away, I won't integrate. If you abandon me, I'll get lost. Rejection is my damnation.
Where is my freedom? I'll seek for a future for myself It's gonna cost me! But without love I won't be able.
If you see me, kiss me. Make a site for me between your skin, don't let the marks on my face keep you from seeing who I am.
You'll feel that my love has thirst for a voice that whispers a caress or gives me hope.
And in the end I'll reach wherever my feet take me, and if you want to know me, don't observe me, look at me.
Where are you, freedom? My prison is loneliness, the silence that doesn't shut up is the void of your voice.
If you see me, kiss me. Make a site for me between your skin, don't let the marks on my face keep you from seeing who I am.
You'll feel that my love has thirst for a voice that whispers a caress or gives me hope.