The cold sea hides smells.
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High waves are rushing.
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Dark waters are the pool of your eyes.
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It all starts again.
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After all, it was so sweet, feelings are chocolate.
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In a notebook box, on the battlefields for love.
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Scroll further, don't pump it up.
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I really didn't want to, it's just a comma.
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I know, re-read, melt your heart.
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Do not fly away!
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There was and is no conscience. |
Aiming straight for the heart.
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That's all you need to know about me.
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There was and is no conscience. |
Aiming straight for the heart.
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That's all you need to know about me.
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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No, and it wasn't. |
There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't...
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Cold nights freeze the days.
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High shadows thicken.
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Signal flares kindled fires.
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The attempt won't count for me.
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The mystery solved, the meeting is not accidental.
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Your magic is dangerous for the most super lean topics.
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Flame in the eyes, coldness in the words.
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And you do not notice, you lower the brakes back.
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You can't go back, we ended up at the poles.
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There was and is no conscience. |
Aiming straight for the heart.
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That's all you need to know about me.
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There was and is no conscience. |
Aiming straight for the heart.
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That's all you need to know about me.
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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No, and it wasn't. |
There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't...
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't... No, it wasn't...
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No, and it wasn't. |
There was and is no conscience.
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No, and it wasn't... |