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Likuita, Embodies
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Sorry, for saying that wrestling is fake
I know that it's real
Sorry, for turning you into a pregnant girl
I know that it's wrong
Forgive me for being awake
Don't treat me well
I want to run away
As far as you want
Sorry, for saying that Rollins is ugly
I know he's decent
Sorry, for killing your beloved parents' dream
I know that it's wrong
Forgive me for being awake
Don't treat me well
I want to run away
As far as you want
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- Poet, Her Adeline -
O grandeur
Of your melted skin
Flayed with joy
Let the sand sinks in
You and the tale of the ocean is as wide as turpentine
You're making it hard by "stabs your mother at your mercy"
You're rotting cold
Like no one is here
And take your mental illness like a glamour beer
And tow your fear away like a spider here
Take your mental illness like a labor here
Tow your fear away like a spider here
You and the tale of the ocean is as wide as turpentine
You're making it hard by "stabs your mother at your mercy"
You're rotting cold
Like no one is here
- Virginia -
I've been drowned away
I've been stoned away
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