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At the pole distorsion. They leave sentimental, to embrace fraud. They left disappointment. They are disturbance. So close to eachother.
If you belive, that's not a hand-shake. It's the first jewellery after sinkholes...
I know the bad side, I don't think you can learn.
One tale could reach "why don't you simplify yourself somewhere else" and another "you should have goosebumps"...
This is my birthday, and I wanted a good life.
Now I made my first silver dollar. Again. My first place, settlement and Residence, again.
Apatcho is anger and war.
I am looking at you. I know that now.
You are tribes of Round claw horses.
You will still feel the dimension looking at a dinosaur nail.
Witchcraft, may the warriors live!
All I see is dropping mercury. Looking silently.
All I've seen is killing and self-destruction.
They even call themselves peoples.
One broke pin, one broke nail...
And even the stage is green house opium.
That is how about fast bumps...
And we know the one.
My sunshine disappeared.
I was known for sunshine. When it disappear, everybody dies...
There came more tribes of Round claw hosrses, than anybody know.
They can't even get close to messages or informers no more.
They can salute and flag still.
If they so destroy all.
This is called a world move and touch.
A fragment of lust.
Beyond the dust, that was talks, how they became many...
A mountain of blind.
The first doll and the first dollar bill.
Now the let the doll´s first steps how to say time and know.
They is nothing I would like back in my hands.
And I have never been... words, eyes and smiles.
The pole rottened close
I said I know. And I did.
Have a nice day, nobodies!
If you belive, that's not a hand-shake. It's the first jewellery after sinkholes...
SvaraRaderaI know the bad side, I don't think you can learn.
SvaraRaderaOne tale could reach "why don't you simplify yourself somewhere else" and another "you should have goosebumps"...
SvaraRaderaThis is my birthday, and I wanted a good life.
SvaraRaderaNow I made my first silver dollar. Again. My first place, settlement and Residence, again.
SvaraRaderaApatcho is anger and war.
SvaraRaderaI am looking at you. I know that now.
SvaraRaderaYou are tribes of Round claw horses.
SvaraRaderaYou will still feel the dimension looking at a dinosaur nail.
SvaraRaderaWitchcraft, may the warriors live!
SvaraRaderaAll I see is dropping mercury. Looking silently.
SvaraRaderaAll I've seen is killing and self-destruction.
SvaraRaderaThey even call themselves peoples.
SvaraRaderaOne broke pin, one broke nail...
SvaraRaderaAnd even the stage is green house opium.
SvaraRaderaThat is how about fast bumps...
SvaraRaderaAnd we know the one.
SvaraRaderaMy sunshine disappeared.
SvaraRaderaI was known for sunshine. When it disappear, everybody dies...
SvaraRaderaThere came more tribes of Round claw hosrses, than anybody know.
SvaraRaderaThey can't even get close to messages or informers no more.
SvaraRaderaThey can salute and flag still.
SvaraRaderaIf they so destroy all.
SvaraRaderaIf they so destroy all.
SvaraRaderaThis is called a world move and touch.
SvaraRaderaA fragment of lust.
SvaraRaderaBeyond the dust, that was talks, how they became many...
SvaraRaderaA mountain of blind.
SvaraRaderaThe first doll and the first dollar bill.
SvaraRaderaNow the let the doll´s first steps how to say time and know.
SvaraRaderaThey is nothing I would like back in my hands.
SvaraRaderaAnd I have never been... words, eyes and smiles.
SvaraRaderaThe pole rottened close
SvaraRaderaI said I know. And I did.
SvaraRaderaHave a nice day, nobodies!
SvaraRadera