She smells of coffee so much, I promise to drink everything
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Friend Morpheus is carelessly thrown, we are in the cinema
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From the forearms with gentle ink
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Drains so playfully
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Magnolia, protea and wine
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Lapis lazuli eyes break my integrity
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Immortality, according to all canons, has saturated the blood and flesh
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Again and again rebirth
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Time drips through your fingers, but don't care, she is oblivion
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Romanticism Delacroix
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We are rotated in the paws of Anteros without any shame
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We tear the covers of the body, the job is done. |
Ashes
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So boldly I leave the day to extinguish myself
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I will listen by lips
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I'll kiss your every damn scar
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Teeth dig into the pulp, pain and by morning
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Metallic taste in the mouth
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Give up. |
You know in advance
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Give up and consciousness will go away
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Just give up lady, give up, it's time to let these fears go
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Tomorrow you will look into the dusk with the eyes of a killer and say: I so want to surrender again
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It is very important not to be afraid
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Baby
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You just need to not be afraid
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Stretching glossy seconds
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Our darkness, as long as
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The smell of absurdity wrapped everything
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Evening, dusk warms the heart
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You grow up, the battle without concessions
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Into this shooting waterfall
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Buckshot (leak guaranteed)
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Nothing to fear, feelings parade
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Give up. |
You know in advance
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Give up and consciousness will go away
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Just give up lady, give up, it's time to let these fears go
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Tomorrow you will look into the dusk with the eyes of a killer and say: I so want to surrender again
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Give up again. |
Give up again. |
Give up again. |
surrender again
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Give up again. |
Give up again. |
Give up again. |
surrender again
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Give up again. |
Give up again. |
surrender again
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Just give up
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I will sign, like a classic, the whole holiday and the chain of dense events
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Yes, baby, the threads of all morals are torn, I'm sorry
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Jaguar shades of coffee, again and again I catch on the word
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That today a lot of blood will flow from my lips
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Leslie Cube will catch the sinfulness of your thoughts
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The car will throw to the Ritz, here, get acquainted, this is a new shelter
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Blood or wine? |
Blood or wine?
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Blood or wine? |
We don't care today
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Somewhere in the flight of stairs, in pre-ecstasy we divide the sky
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New beat, where is the yin in the dungeons, this suite is your Viterbo
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Conclave, My Love, in front of such a drama
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I hope that from now on the lady knows who papa is
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Give up. |
You know in advance
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Give up and consciousness will go away
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Just give up lady, give up, it's time to let these fears go
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Tomorrow you will look into the dusk with the eyes of a killer and say: I so want to surrender again |