Wrong Heads PEPPA BIG Beach George Grandma Grandpa with Minions Finger Family Song Nursery Rhymes
Now, what to say first on the beat
Everyone expresses emotions on paper
But I take the whole tree
John Doe temple At least it knows every branch
Fuck the king, when in Rome first kill Gianna
I want to dream lucidly Fall into a coma
And be conscious of my unconsciousness
That the infinity in the mirror is looking forward to the break
To finally transport Sadako into glass
Stranger, I have a bag for you
Look in the backpack, but it doesn't contain happiness
I spend time thinking about how times fly
My thoughts fly away until I light a candle
Don't live in the dark
Don't live in the dark
In the attic my best friend is the ceiling
I haven't touched the constellation on it
The TV and radio emit me static
I hear their movement, but I haven't moved
I dream that Ta-Ha is hanging out next to me in my home, but no
It tears me piece by piece, and I drown more, look at me
Night flights fill my thoughts I make conversions arbitrarily
My ambitions and wishes are all lying now
It's harder to walk with anything broken
Secrets leak from the gutter forever
Trust like a PGP message
Destiny lies in lake Toluca
I hope this is a good decision
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