Bugs In Amber
Flute Song
Make up to segregate What I think you talk about too much Say words to fill some space Makes mistakes rerun around too much I think that you're afraid Displaying better thoughts could blame you happy What a shame Made up binding wrists to bed posts Armored self-esteems play midnight hosts Comforts resting blanket despair Whirlwinds serve you circles once again
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