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I should've guessed it's not fucking poetic at all Sound of her voice and taste of lipstick I looked for It makes me feel so sick. Yeah I won Prise, I'm happy now watching it burn Everything burns, make me dance, make me laught and feel joy Everything burns, make me laught, make me laught if you can I looked for more, the highest score I was before I knew who people are. (and more) Taste of wine remains fresh and sweet 6 a.m. grey rain thoughts aloud may be it's good That I will never see her again I dont know why I feel my whole world burns I looked for more, the highest score I was before I knew who people are. (and more) Everything burns, make me dance, make me laught and feel joy Everything burns, make me laught, make me laught if you can
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