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Summertime
02:49
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Lately, the desert seems too cold to be.
One face may have different names here.
Look to the right, the desert seems to be so wide.
Can you see it too or is it just mine?
Everything makes perfect sense now.
What I see must be real.
As you reach out for health and safety,
I told you: "Walk upon me "
I doubt it's summertime.
Life as a whole isn't that right.
Streets pass on and so does death.
That won't change me, no I take a deep breath
All those things you can't deny.
Makes me want to scream inside.
Heaven is worth a fight.
I doubt it's summertime.
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Crave
01:58
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Love above us, won't you come down, down to see us?
I crave you. That's what I'll do, I'll crave you.
Lord beneath us, see us above the shore of mirrors cause I'll burden you.
You feel like the meaning, you feel like the type.
It feels like I'm craving with an appetite for your love.
From right to left, nothing left to leave.
Love, worship and starlight.
Friends, no more friends, no more looks.
I can see you through and through.
Sidewalk stained with love.
You feel like the meaning, you feel like the type.
It feels like I'm craving with an appetite for your love.
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Unprofessional Self-Harm
04:05
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And with a smile I try to hide
from the things that hurt inside
and they ask me if I'm fine.
A flood begins to dry
when my feelings start to fight.
From outside you see me sigh.
Degenerated.
Let the curtain rise.
Humiliated.
Easy to criticize.
Is this the queue for eternal pain?
I'd like to offer myself today
for the people who die in vain.
A king that couldn't reign.
Degenerated.
Let the curtain rise.
Humiliated.
Easy to criticize.
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I want your thoughts mixed with mine.
Hopefully, you won't look through my innermost part.
Why is it that I just won't shine?
No matter what I try, pointless fuss.
And I'm still rotting here asking me why.
Giving my live value by donating my cum.
Well, actually I keep it under my sheet.
All my former friends forgot about me,
but I can't blame them.
I'm obnoxious.
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