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Blind your in catastrophe icicles
fed in cycles led by cycles dead
Ask to the flag
Love is distance and blue like apples bite
And flows through our
I said hi' to a man who his sister
Panned the station
And jumped in front of a
Said I'm a bit to meet you
Life's scissors do to a day
So their smiles the way
drips with waves
And clouds my 'cause I'm a fortune fellah's bed
And I'm the tunes by the goons
Who ride in fairy's
And stole the road the way
And tomorrow to yesterday and
I know the feeling of you out of a building
people pulsating hit the sky
Still the ground got up and wiped face
You expected to fly, wind up misfortune
Sling em to a
Who wears dead on his face
And is to grow wings
He really wants to you
hey your tears to today'
Grind yourself souvenirs under your stolen
Hands in your
Your getting numb been hurt in grinds jive
Do the avenues seem to meet defeat you
Did you ever try to hug the sky your head
I walked forever sightseeing a
a mean green ping
Dives head into a hole in the water
Drives side to side like a machine
Dove dancing to a fable told to a sea of
Crawl to a celebration of that leaves that taste of wine
Sucked from a that digs into the darkness
Full of the that my head rides.
I slide your kind through a
on a star
Stray so far
Away the climb
A tape like section of
To rewind be to recline.
Hit the underlying gently
on the side
Tell your problems to
He's got to hide.