I lost my way
Day by day
I miss fogged windows
Her septum, her nose
I need Salty kisses
In the cinema shops
But everything finishes
Now I Hope rain drops
My anxieties rest on a dusty shelf
Since she left me to become a chef
Ohhh Millagazor in the chest
But Corinne is offline because I made a mess
Trying to find my way to sleep
While Corinne puts on lipstick
And her voice I will never forget
We were two undeads on a vignette
Now it's time to take two different roads
But I will never forget you were Horde
Oh that's a drama whose name is ALMA
ALMA