you made the quarantine to a dreamworld
and every people i met
wore somebody from Hollywood
light up the dark moment and made me a freaking poet
pop that champagne cork and made me forgot about my invisible cloak
you painted me like that Moet and gave me a story to tell when life wore a hell
yeah you become hotter then hell , the beauty and brain and isnt it quite insane
how we met - in the quarantine ?
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