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Venus Comb Inside

, bedroom, lying by the fire, I'd climb the stars to find just half of all we've got together, Past Venus and Mars, cross constellations wide, explore forever, My forces feed on your love, inside

Berkowitz I roam the set, comb the stretch for known threats Uphold the rep, the chosen vets compose a sketch for swollen cheques yes [?] sit inside a