WINE AND GATES
Mice and Meant Barber Shop Today, Insanity
Adam ruled America
in the back of a sedan
wear is our sock of a dilemma
the candid purpose to a house and the can
like a burden out of gas
the right to a careful sass
for the future of a pain in the...
where did the shoes of angels go, to task...
the wind has a berry for a name...
legends of hearts still the prayer...
of claims on dread, we know the service same...
for a cause in the seeing, is believing the breath or the air...
smiles from the east
the work of suggestion is a call for humility
the pangs of wishes and the fruit on which to feast
is the craving of sunshine for a friend the all and a city?
miles from the west
the pining of courage to collect a hello
is this surprised man, a look at season's best
a jude has to offer, the rational of a blown...
ilk's from the south
push of a sense in the fairing side of solitude
the need is with us, like the worm to the proud
does your face in spirit the merit of youth...?
why?
does a paradise have the sense to live in shadow's?
the answer was, err the voice of conscience to the spry
just like a hair of a chance, for the sighed
in the back of a sedan
wear is our sock of a dilemma
the candid purpose to a house and the can
like a burden out of gas
the right to a careful sass
for the future of a pain in the...
where did the shoes of angels go, to task...
the wind has a berry for a name...
legends of hearts still the prayer...
of claims on dread, we know the service same...
for a cause in the seeing, is believing the breath or the air...
smiles from the east
the work of suggestion is a call for humility
the pangs of wishes and the fruit on which to feast
is the craving of sunshine for a friend the all and a city?
miles from the west
the pining of courage to collect a hello
is this surprised man, a look at season's best
a jude has to offer, the rational of a blown...
ilk's from the south
push of a sense in the fairing side of solitude
the need is with us, like the worm to the proud
does your face in spirit the merit of youth...?
why?
does a paradise have the sense to live in shadow's?
the answer was, err the voice of conscience to the spry
just like a hair of a chance, for the sighed
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Mice and Meant Barber Shop Today, Insanity
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