memories bursting into picture.
colors distorted by this glass ficture.
dancing to the music played so loud.
trying and jumping to
what is a god?
couldn't it be anything?
more or less,
The shadows of the clouds always seem to be above;
the fear of so many legs.
i'm scared of so
(sang)
the stars aren't far away.
when you're still my light.
you guide
i'll be your romeo.
you can be my juliet.
we'll
i've had enough changing.
you're not worth the timing.
playing those organs
grab your nuts and slap a girl.
it don't matter,
you are, you are a...
still living with,
your underdog story.
doing
children, close your eyes and listen to me.
men and
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