Ride on my blood lay down
Bee's face in tears
Nothing remain nor the picture
A weird goes by any hole time
A weird goes by hole oh
Hole, slime, new day
Seas in silence
Weave dye storm out now
Bee's face in tears
Nothing remain nor the picture
A weird goes by any hole time
A weird goes by hole oh
I was swimming in the futur out now
And I hate to fade alone
Nothing remain nor the picture
A weird goes by hole in ocean
A weird goes by hole, oh
All in all, is all we all are
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