My life would be lonesome without..
my favourite work of art.
Shades of its brains, of its mind..
around my face, by my side.
What if its shades finds a one..
to follow, needing its mind.
Yes, I would be lost if I found..
one might stealing my side.
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
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I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…