I try for sound, and I don't need more
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Sensual connection without the right to hide reality
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It's hard to admit, but a friend will become a habit
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Watching the fire take over the whole match
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I love you P. S Your titmouse
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I love you P. S Your titmouse
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Nearby someone explicit dropped dreams for us understandably
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I am extremely honest, I break the moment, my name is Red
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I know the subtle structure of the body, all the power of the exit into the breath
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Ambassadors of the dawn bring the clash of ages closer
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Come on, cry, cut off my light of holy scriptures from the shoulder
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You will be illuminated by chance my angel of understanding
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Levitate, you parry
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Hosts of spirits fuss wars
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Time breathes, the shore licks the salt
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Rays glimmer naked east
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Apsaras sent to remove the cover from things
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We in a frenzy kiss the feet of the Gods
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The bell of oblivion fills the air
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And there is Byzantium, a new reflection
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Wet asphalt, and in it your rebirth
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rebirth
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Shadow theater, we are stencils of light
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Noticed me in the program of dreams and summer
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Abundance of waters, fallen noise on the earth
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I know, I'll save how peacefully you sleep nearby
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Nearby someone explicit dropped dreams for us understandably
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I am extremely honest, I break the moment, my name is Red
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I know the subtle structure of the body, all the power of the exit into the breath
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Ambassadors of the dawn bring the clash of ages closer
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Come on, cry, cut off my light of holy scriptures from the shoulder
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You will be illuminated by chance my angel of understanding
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Levitate, you parry
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Hosts of spirits fuss wars
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Time breathes, the shore licks the salt
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Rays glimmer naked east
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Apsaras sent to remove the cover from things
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We in a frenzy kiss the feet of the Gods
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The bell of oblivion fills the air
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And there is Byzantium, a new reflection
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Wet asphalt, and in it your rebirth
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distant foggy road
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Five minutes of you is still a little
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Lunar roughness underfoot
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You don't need anything else yourself
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Crossing nagging through the Andes
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Incarnation of Saint Ananda
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Crossing nagging through the Andes
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Embodied by the Appearance of Ananda
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The performer is waiting for his command
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The performer is waiting for his command (The performer is waiting)
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The performer is waiting for his command
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(The performer is waiting for his command)
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The performer is waiting for his command (The performer is waiting)
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The performer is waiting for his command
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(The performer is waiting for his command)
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The performer is waiting for his command (The performer is waiting)
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The performer is waiting for his command
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(The performer is waiting for his command)
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The performer is waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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The performer is waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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The performer is waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
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