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Obsessions are speaking for directions Collapse the knees Candid corrections make a splended story Waiting for everything's progression Expecting so
It's sad attraction that causes us torment and my predictions are suffering, at best operation "connect-your-feet-to-the-floor" is stealing heartbeats
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This is the way that we Creating in excess Under simplicity Searching a million steps For what is next to me Accepting methods to notice me falling apart
How could I feel that we're in condition to get along Impending a suffocating fight Outside is appealing Feeling like we feel Connected in a cloud of
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Call this anaerobic example in line with a perfect lie Adjust the skin to fit us over The truth of our rotten foundation Yes I'm exciting and now both
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