Galaxies all that you tear up
All I can describe
I mean it all I want to wait
For lever call my pride
Innate it all I watch you
What I can’t do is solve what you prayed
I never get to ends you sold all
Changes up that I can’t braid
Finally we’re open to another set of law
I guess I’ll never see my ancestors withdraw
My weakness neverending
I cannot phase the end this way
We’ll never get to rending but I
Think it’s you, renounce my grave
Now there’s snow it never gives
The common take by god
I’ll bet you embassies
And gnaw list gets my craw
I needen’t ever rescue what I guess you case my left to pray
I never had to ask you what I’ll educate my legs to break
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