not from me they see the hate in my eyes She undresses I'm cold in my eyes she can see where I've been All of my dreams reincarnated thoughts from
not from me they see the hate in my eyes She undresses I'm cold in my eyes she can see where I've been All of my dreams reincarnated thoughts from behind
: There's no door in these cold walls surrounded by the infinite My card is reading cardiac my thoughts won't seem to comprehend Why? The lost sentence
mind, do trust it what's sacred to you has been put through my spine Waiting for the verdict inwrought with secrecy generative thoughts, from another
: Love ain't nothing but sex misspelled every one must go around the tree of purity and sadness raised by seed from higher ground the germs decay and
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