The tenderest thing a criminal can do is be a brother to his fellows
We all seek justice in our minds
But who braves the mountains on the horizon/in the distance when the pluie saddens the soul?
It is limited, the mannerism decoy aggregation in the face
I smile, but do you laugh?
No one knew which way the signs were pointing ever-ever-ever
But somehow we make do
I like the luxury hotel, I like the love in the intestines
Swirling, twirling, girling
Female, static, and abrupt romance
No on cares, really, but that’s not the fault
Earthquakes shake the gates to the company
I remember mine, somehow, I remember to wake up everreh’ single fuckin’ day
No one knows where they relish their Gods
Delocalization is the new voice of the era
Particles can stay behind
Limit me, limit this, and maybe we can be friends again
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