Ask the babies selling roses on the street, not in the nursery, about the fall.
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He should ask if I can really smile, who pays to stand up
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You have the answer, this is grateful to us, madness in the news
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My stomach broke in every woman who was killed from whom
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Thread tip needle is the most free jewelery you call breathing today.
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My brain full of nothingness cheats like everyone else
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If you add the bastard, the relationship will have it for free
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Listen, listen, don't tell, listen a lot
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Go out and take a walk on the street, rest for the corporate, not on the street
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Ask the trades how the building can't save it in a cage Hades Man
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No, let's just press restart, they call the truth, cut it out man
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As soon as it hits the wall again and again
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Maybe I'm empty maybe full maybe hot maybe
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Maybe close maybe far maybe tomorrow is a trap
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You want to live, finish this poem
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Getting out of this tar and dirt
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As I looked, I got tired of the mirrors, I drowned in hope!
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Sun! |
I'm cold as ice
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I loved this slope as it went up, I believed it, forget it!
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What happens if I burn the past?
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As I looked, I got tired of the mirrors, I drowned in hope!
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Sun! |
I'm cold as ice
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I loved this slope as it went up, I believed it, forget it!
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What happens if I burn the past?
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Lips womb your lie
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Betrayal is a lump in my crops, it's not breathing
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I still don't know what
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Too fond of shit
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Too good nothing is here
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It's mortifying to be silent in every brave but I screamed
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Half political half pimp ahval
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What?
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Inside rubber inside chaotic uterus
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I drink blood and vomit, grudge is the end of it
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Boarding yacht collection to be a wild
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dystopia
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Good course, sharp claws when everyone is gone
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I sowed and reaped no laughs
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The world is not up to you either
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The years buried Neşet
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What is joy? |
Sucked days look
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We crushed the peace growl
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The ground was blooded
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Race, fight, force it all
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Concrete and rant, garbage world
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Neither you nor that person supposedly
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As I looked, I got tired of the mirrors, I drowned in hope!
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Sun! |
I'm cold as ice
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I loved this slope as it went up, I believed it, forget it!
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What happens if I burn the past?
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As I looked, I got tired of the mirrors, I drowned in hope!
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Sun! |
I'm cold as ice
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I loved this slope as it went up, I believed it, forget it!
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What happens if I burn the past?
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(As I looked, I got tired of the mirrors, I drowned in hope!
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Sun! |
I'm cold as ice
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I loved this slope as I went up, I believed it, forget it!) |