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I write you always When the menace From the bottom of the court Climbs and freezes me
Watch right there At the end of my finger If nothing moves The sky becomes red
Have I told you The history of that man Who wanted everything Women and drugs?
Morality He is died confined into his bed Everything happens, everything brakes The joint, the ass tired
I tell you again That winter is dead Extend your tress Hide your bottom
When lovers Pick up themselves with a shovel All the died leaves Laugh
And there are opportunities that move nothing
Where is that shadow going? It is going to lost itself in the far Upon a bit number It won’t see anything
My little fire I kiss your eyes I husk the envelope I love you more than a little
And there are opportunities that move nothing And there are opportunities that move nothing Opportunities that moves nothing
I write you always When the menace From the bottom of the court Climbs and freezes me
Watch right there At the end of my finger If nothing moves The sky becomes red
Have I told you The history of that man Who wanted everything Women and drugs?
Morality He is died confined into his bed Everything happens, everything brakes The joint, the ass tired
I tell you again That winter is dead Extend your tress Hide your bottom
When lovers Pick up themselves with a shovel All the died leaves Laugh
And there are opportunities that move nothing
Where is that shadow going? It is going to lost itself in the far Upon a bit number It won’t see anything
My little fire I kiss your eyes I husk the envelope I love you more than a little
And there are opportunities that move nothing And there are opportunities that move nothing Opportunities that moves nothing