She wants something new
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Saturated air, satiety from hunger
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So tired of the fuss
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Replacement of drawings, plans that will not always come true
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In our little world, packing within four walls
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An indicator grafted onto a sim in order to understand you. |
(a)
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Chasing the dragon, not a game for a long time
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Mirkwood, the search for gilding has no end
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I introduce what will harm you
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Love is illusory if sensitivity is the keynote
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But, you ask: "lead." |
Forging a fresh path to paradise
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The wooden body will become a cozy bed in the rider
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Graceful sunset promises us an annoying dawn
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Unforgettable night, christened only the first time
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Pinch, I want to make sure we're not here
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Al before tanat is not good
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The sky will tighten the bloody rain
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Out of fear in the wrong words
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Stupid charms as a result
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If the measure to this is strictly
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Jammed Kolovrat
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The sky will tighten the bloody rain
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From not one's own life in someone else's hands
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The flag of trust was cruel
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Washing before the feast
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Fate where each of your enemies
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Anxiety twists the mind, she was waiting for a reason
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You will perceive all sounds softly, but monotonously
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Guests enter without knocking on the forehead
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The tester will check which player you are. |
(and you, you)
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Eat a cube of refined sugar, it will leave traces to the house
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You seem to have always been here, but everything seems so unfamiliar
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Gives out a growing heat, the maiden does not intend to run away
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Her walls will replace a blanket and pajamas, enjoy the future donor
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My beloved catheter is in my palms, and you, as before, do not feel pain
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I take your vein, I didn’t remember everything, but soon I will cherish love
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And I enter you again, a solid degree has been added, everything is written by a gray fate
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Where the drawing on the sheet with the colors of life will open the double bottom of the coffin,
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But it brings us back to what was "before"
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The loop has become looped into a nook and will change moans
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To understandable nonsense
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I ask no more words
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I missed us so much that the eraser overdosed
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The sky will tighten the bloody rain
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Out of fear in the wrong words
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Stupid charms as a result
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If the measure to this is strictly
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Jammed Kolovrat
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The sky will tighten the bloody rain
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From not one's own life in someone else's hands
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The flag of trust was cruel
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Washing before the feast
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Fate where each of your enemies |