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Spare me the night trampled upon by submission |
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A mask within one's own inhibition |
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Where the only prohibition is love |
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Spare me the night trampled upon by submission |
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A mask within one's own inhibition |
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Where the only prohibition is love |
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Love |
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Children outcry, grandfather sky |
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Rivers surviving through our eyes |
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We certify, how you falsify |
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The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly |
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Spare me the night trampled upon by submission |
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A mask within one's own inhibition |
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Where the only prohibition is love |
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We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions |
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We are being sodomized by repetitions |
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Oceans calcified, eagles gratified |
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I won't be crucified nor terrified, I'm not terrified |
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Before we say goodbye, no need to falsify |
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The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly |
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Spare me the night trampled upon by submission |
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A mask within one's own inhibition |
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Where the only prohibition is love |
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We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions |
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We are being sodomized by repetitions |
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We are being sacrificed by our own suspicion |
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We are being sodomized by repetition |
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Dark gray matter of fact sky |
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Nannies are nights with our half sister moon |
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Why can't we switch automatically to Eco-centric persuasions? |
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Why can't we ditch autocracy for Eco-centric persuasions now? |
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We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions |
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We are being sodomized by repetition |
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We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions |
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We are being sodomized by repetition |
