The 17th mansion of the moon Would you ever be with me in a balloon Then a cat in a dress comes by the noon Have thin eyes, and silver shiny swords
I stcal you from the palace Tie you to my lattice Dye you in the mess of sweetness Besides, you know the sense is bewitched until you notice Now you're lost in my nonsense
Steal me from the darkness And find me who has hidden in the depth of my addicted habit"lassitude" Release me, I'm stolen by you
The 17th mansion of the moon, Would you ever be with me, Then a cat in a dress comes from somewhere Have thin eyes have silver swords
The 17th mansion of the moon, Would you ever be with me, Then a cat in a dress comes from somewhere Have thin eyes have silver swords
I just want to be sure...
What do you seal into your purple eyes. Into your induced cells? Well... Why won't you reveal it?
What do you see with your perfect eyes. with your induced cells? Well... Why won't you share it?
