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| 07 Apr 2017 11:47 PM |
Shooteth thy corse into the moonlight coequal if 't be true i tryeth to cancel all the pictures into the mind th're's a flashing in mine own eyes
thee not seeth mine own commission, the picture hast gone running again can't thee seeth anon, illusions right into thy mind
deja vu, i've just been in this lodging bef're high'r on##h###t#######nd i knoweth t's mine own ti######o wend calling thee, and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, woah
deja vu, i've just been in this ti######ef're high'r on the did beat, and i knoweth t's a lodging to wend calling thee and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, yeah
seeth the future into the presenteth seeth mine own past leaves in the distance tryeth to guesseth anon what's going on and the band begins to playeth
thee not seeth mine own commission, the nation hast gone running again can't thee seeth anon, illusions right into thy mind
deja vu, i've just been in this lodging bef're high'r on##h###t#######nd i knoweth t's mine own ti######o wend calling thee, and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, woah
deja vu, i've just been in this ti######ef're high'r on the did beat, and i knoweth t's a lodging to wend calling thee, and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, yeah
seeth thy corse into the moonlight coequal if 't be true i tryeth to cancel all the pictures into the mind th're's a flashing in mine own eyes
thee not seeth mine own commission, the nation hast gone running again can't thee seeth anon, illusions right into thy mind
deja vu, i've just been in this lodging bef're high'r on##h###t#######nd i knoweth t's mine own ti######o wend calling thee, and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, woah
deja vu, i've just been in this ti######ef're high'r on the did beat, and i knoweth t's a lodging to wend calling thee and the searcheth is a myst'ry standing on mine own feet, t's so hard at which hour i tryeth to beest me, yeah
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