Nothing With My Innocence Shit
Fell On Top Of My Cold Tray
Left With Stupid Minds
Pushed Me Far Behind
Conceptual Fucking Lies
Those Who Felt The Line
Nothing With My Innocence Shit
Fell On Top Of My Cold Tray
I Wish I Could Repeat My Steps
With The Thoughts of The Real Thing
The Cold Breeze
Sweeps My Neck
With My Eternal
Soul Now
You
You Fucked It Cause Of
You
You Raped The Inner
Through
I Found The Secret
To Eternal New
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