A kiss of shame temps to question love.
Her sweet
Congratulations for making this world a stage.
When the curtain falls
Follow paths paved with nothing.
This ground fill with the dead.
The
Wanted for my time spent searching for the world
I receive
Throw the lights out.
Out
Sunken ships paint forever our visions.
An ocean
Our yesterday will not be our tomorrow.
Escape the past,
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a
Waves have taken all that we can see.
The consumption
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