Old age,
Old age,
Old age,
Old age,
Old age,
Old age.
Has your fever fallen enough to age,
Cold in the culture of a one legged ape,
Old men with gray hairs laugh at the ones who took to bleach,
Pardon freeze,
Not pardon your scalp,
Self and little death,
Today I lost a scar,
It fell like a feather from the shadow of my breast,
Fro with it's lock of no less irreversible flesh,
Left to heal to a ceiling of my odds your men hung up here to thrive,
Here to survive by day,
He do dead leaf entrance bearest there by grave.
It's a form no doubt,
Soon he will be burnt out,
Simple of things,
And language in business,
And ground harked arch angel of live,
Get down,
Old age Old age Old age Old age...
Anything but you,
Any-anything but you,
If your sickness,
Cuts your kindness,
Then these language,
These are words to say,
If your sickness,
Does your darkness,
Then these language,
These are words to say.
Old age,
Old age,
Old age,
Old age,
Old age.
Cold in the culture of a one legged ape,
Old men with gray hairs laugh at the ones who took to bleach,
Pardon freeze,
Not pardon your scalp,
Self and little death,
Today I lost a scar,
It fell like a feather from the shadow of my breast,
Fro with it's lock of no less irreversible flesh,
Left to heal to a ceiling of my odds your men hung up here to thrive,
Here to survive by day,
He do dead leaf entrance bearest there by grave.
Soon he will be burnt out,
Simple of things,
And language in business,
And ground harked arch angel of live,
Get down,
Old age Old age Old age Old age...
Anything but you,
Any-anything but you,
Cuts your kindness,
Then these language,
These are words to say,
If your sickness,
Does your darkness,
Then these language,
These are words to say.
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