The kiss you planted to my face. The twist tonight, a fate. And somehow the taste of up all the space in here.
(more or less) I a way out in the twisted mess. (more or less) Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less) No longer at the new address. (more or less) Scratch me like a ad, all the plans we had. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. I sense a of stress (more or less) you more or less. (more or less) I pick up this mess. (more or less)
Like ships dragged into abyss, just in simpleness. I take the night, it eye to eye, just with tastiness. (more or less)
I pick a way out in the mess, (more or less) Disintegrated, digress. (more or less) No residents at your own address. (more or less) Watch me a prison guard, swipe me a credit card. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. (more or less) I sense a grain of (more or less) hurting you or less. (more or less) I up this twisted mess. (more or less) (more or less) (more or less)
Take me, shake me, knock me a million ways we relate. We come to suffocate to make it through the today. (more or less) Count the strategically (more or less) creeping to in me. (more or less) Who to and who will be, (more or less) it through an irony. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. (more or less) I sense a of stress (more or less) hurting you or less. (more or less) I pick up this mess. (more or less) (more or less)
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