| Crawl through sweetest dreams
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| As it be so softly juicy green
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| Look at clouds be blinded by the light
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| And yearn for past nights
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| Praise my own lost grief
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| Don’t try to forget and don’t to flee
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| Build my own different perfect world
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| Cause real lies can feel fine
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| Blinded by your fragrance
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| I feel force to follow this derangement
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| Taste your quiet rapes then
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| You can steal my hunger for salvation
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| May I go to sleep?
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| Tell me to forget how shall I flee
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| Look at clouds be blinded by the light
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| Cause real lies can feel fine |