Afterhours

Angela

Afterhours
Angela enters her room made of guilt
and
Speaks to herself as if she was a man

The rest around is makin'too much noise
too much noise
Too much noise...

I got a window just in front of me
Without a motion a can see
their flaming hills

Falling in love is takin'too much time
too much time
And too much noise too much noise…

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