We're Like On One Stick Two Beauty Flowers
Tear.
Sadness.
Fear.
Madness.
Weird
When you go
near
to that space.
Success
I don't know
where is that.
But our own flow
is taking us somewhere.
Pains are stations
they won't stop coming.
All we oughta stop for a sec,
its genuine!
Sweetie, dear
all we can.
Take a lil' glance, see
here's my hand.
Grab it tightly,
we'll stay together.
we're like on one stick
two beauty flowers!
Sadness.
Fear.
Madness.
Weird
When you go
near
to that space.
Success
I don't know
where is that.
But our own flow
is taking us somewhere.
Pains are stations
they won't stop coming.
All we oughta stop for a sec,
its genuine!
Sweetie, dear
all we can.
Take a lil' glance, see
here's my hand.
Grab it tightly,
we'll stay together.
we're like on one stick
two beauty flowers!
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