I buckle and rose
As god and the rest
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrapped her baby
And night to come
I buckle and rose
As god and the rest
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrapped her baby
And night to come
Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening (pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored (trousers)
Limelight not this music it's plain as is can be so (tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure (tighter)
(It's to wait for you) rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled round
Trousers
Tighter
Tighter
Their fan I tickle
From serpents to dragons
I'd nurse you in flame
Your milk and your passion
Lead weight for his from his old turn
The young, I was eagerest
I'm losing the stars
I enlisted to find you
I buckle and rose
As god and the rest
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrapped her baby
And night to come
Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum
And young
Very young rise
Here comes our reason
Of the stars I enlisted to find you
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening (pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored (trousers)
Limelight not this music it's plain as is can be so (tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure (tighter)
(It's to wait for you) rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder