My planet smells like the freedom of the wind
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The city is covered in so much smoke that you can't see the sky
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Hands entwined into a knot in a fit of irresponsibility
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Music won't let us go, but I just want to be the guarantor of fidelity
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But you smell like wine, I want to fall in love at night
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And confess to you in the text - my most corporate handwriting
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I'm bluffing, maybe true, but it's good for you
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After all, it will add so much frankness to me
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You taught me to bluff
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Life pedestal, it will kill you in winter
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I am having fun as it should, but remember that I am Minor
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There are plenty of people like you, usually in A Major
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I want to merge with your soul
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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I am open to you, like handcuffs at dawn,
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But you are more confidential than Zuckerberg's mail
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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I am open to you, like handcuffs at dawn,
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But you are more confidential than Zuckerberg's mail
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Like Area 51, I want to touch you with my hands and tongue
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I'm shocked by lace, you're as simple as a major
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In an octave, salt is like the wildest fire, how to fuck barefoot
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Meter per meter in the room, apparently went over
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My lead fumes, you pull to the ball again
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People like me wagon, but apparently seduced
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Write like me (please emptiness and dirt)
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You are worse than all my exes, at least from a couple of meters
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Forbidden like a joint, but smoldering like a cigarette
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Like a pinpoint shot to the head of a parabellum luger
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I'm sort of underground, you're higher than the atmosphere
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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I am open to you, like handcuffs at dawn,
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But you are more confidential than Zuckerberg's mail
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You are higher than the atmosphere, you are fresher than the wind
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I want to fall in love with every inch of my body
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I am open to you, like handcuffs at dawn,
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But you are more confidential than Zuckerberg's mail |