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- red flowers like some red old hands and everything is going to the nowhere land
don't you worry, don't you need to sleep don't you feeling how you're going deep
suck your mother's, learn your father's, need to feeling all your part desires
dreadful hours, dreadful hours, climbing out of best part towers
and I'm walking now to upstairs and I'm feeling like it should
never wishing for disaster, hitting marks on amplitude
all along with you, hitting your eyes blue
listening to your pleasures and listing to your dreams
wake up every morning and hit your marks on bliss
sorry if you need more then little speed
like everything sounds and wait for you wounds, dreaming in blue and waiting for true
listen to this and want for your kiss, calling in you to be best part cure
problems of styles betrays some kind minds and drifting our heads, some pressures in hands
who got some more to visit this door blocks of restore and treasures of store
lash your life, avoid all crashes, everything burns around and flashes
put your hands on all your diaries, come around for near airies
more and more for lifestyle panic, distance to your heart like lay nick
long before, we drop some shadow , to everything that was our sight draw
never coming down to see all lost desires, lost in flowers of my outrage and hours
holding back to feel about for perfect sense and it never going to be with side of glance
side by side and life by life should we meet our perfect sight and be
lost like flowers in the field of it like before we ever meet
and I'm walking now to upstairs and I'm feeling like it should
never wishing for disaster, hitting marks on amplitude
all along with you, hitting your eyes blue
listening to your pleasures and listing to your dreams
wake up every morning and hit your marks on bliss
sorry if you need more then little speed