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buried disguise
sitting and listening buried and twisting to lies upon lies in sweet disguise never emoting always dream floating to places too far my heart's in a jar then you twist the lid
as i come to a skid
as my eyes become dim
and pour your soul in we dance for awhile you kick and I smile it's a short interchange where I'm never afraid then I stand next to you my life is renewed
Špaul viel 2004 |