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We have another segment of time to share all the scrappy things that make us crazy
Less than half of an hour to hurt or to scare, to help out or make a new decision
How to avoid chilling scream of loneliness with the mutual voice-touch
Tell me your dream and I`ll tell you about my social dysfunction and prescription for epilepsy
About my guaranteed diagnosis of total madness beyond the beloved screening of beautiful things
I can hear the heavy tear slipping down your cheek and think of your cross – more heavy even
Breathe and be silent to take it and to understand three words almost forgotten with the whole meaning
Confess myself that my understanding of this is merely intimacy of two bodies and I`m not honest to say it to you then better to say scared and not strong enough to stumble into your hands and subdue my seductive tongue
My serpents to fingertips I see the saint and I see a man
And I don’t see no chance for both of two almost done and almost unbelievably unforgiven
You’re sucked over heels be pretending thus it should have happened anyway I`m not that noxious leather to make skin to skin any useful thing going forward my negative way of thinking
Squeeze me in your hands to suffocate my religion but I wouldn’t change a single word of mine anyway features of Jesus in my abominable food and my rotten head make me tough
Hurt me or despise me like this or love me and hate me like that I insist on the diabolical limits of mercy so suck my blood if your kiss is ready for me I`m not sure you are that one brave bastard to bare all the teeth of destiny we call out from the books we like
Share your thoughts with me and I will give you hope
Share all your guilt and I`ll tell you how my trembling hands can kill a piece of fealty my dear
I’ve wouldn’t have done what I did if I’ve known what I don’t know still - see?
I don`t care for your feelings you do not care for my words segment of time is the same still but it seems that it is getting smaller and smaller for us it is getting dejecting and sand stormy
All we gotta create is a dialog. Keep it short! Keep it simple! Make it understandable and stable for twenty nine minutes and fifty eight seconds more than enough for two morons two learn their roles in this play. I`m not even a Shakespeare neither Wild…………………
We have a segment of time: come on!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!.................................
Less than half of an hour to hurt or to scare, to help out or make a new decision
How to avoid chilling scream of loneliness with the mutual voice-touch
Tell me your dream and I`ll tell you about my social dysfunction and prescription for epilepsy
About my guaranteed diagnosis of total madness beyond the beloved screening of beautiful things
I can hear the heavy tear slipping down your cheek and think of your cross – more heavy even
Breathe and be silent to take it and to understand three words almost forgotten with the whole meaning
Confess myself that my understanding of this is merely intimacy of two bodies and I`m not honest to say it to you then better to say scared and not strong enough to stumble into your hands and subdue my seductive tongue
My serpents to fingertips I see the saint and I see a man
And I don’t see no chance for both of two almost done and almost unbelievably unforgiven
You’re sucked over heels be pretending thus it should have happened anyway I`m not that noxious leather to make skin to skin any useful thing going forward my negative way of thinking
Squeeze me in your hands to suffocate my religion but I wouldn’t change a single word of mine anyway features of Jesus in my abominable food and my rotten head make me tough
Hurt me or despise me like this or love me and hate me like that I insist on the diabolical limits of mercy so suck my blood if your kiss is ready for me I`m not sure you are that one brave bastard to bare all the teeth of destiny we call out from the books we like
Share your thoughts with me and I will give you hope
Share all your guilt and I`ll tell you how my trembling hands can kill a piece of fealty my dear
I’ve wouldn’t have done what I did if I’ve known what I don’t know still - see?
I don`t care for your feelings you do not care for my words segment of time is the same still but it seems that it is getting smaller and smaller for us it is getting dejecting and sand stormy
All we gotta create is a dialog. Keep it short! Keep it simple! Make it understandable and stable for twenty nine minutes and fifty eight seconds more than enough for two morons two learn their roles in this play. I`m not even a Shakespeare neither Wild…………………
We have a segment of time: come on!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!
- I love you
- Say it again!.................................
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