Leeloo Leeloo, people love you. Tainted skies are crying into your coffee mug. You drink the tears of blood with your iron spit. In your stomach the spikes of metal harden. They break the veil of your innocence like a baby getting born.
Leeloo Leeloo, people love you. Tainted skies are crying into your coffee mug. You drink the tears of blood with your iron spit. In your stomach the spikes of metal harden. They break the veil of your innocence like a baby getting born.