WINE AND GATES
Two Mighty Too, Seek Anything Better?
Integrity am on
Sanity to work it's magic
Sorry, know more lip's to wrong
Sometimes the tragic...
Sexy ushering's, a given hush
Strong honor, to deplete my angry eye
Isn't and went well with a known love
Sit and be, my friend, and I will share a lie
People with no name to call their own, look better in the limelight
Sincerity to issue it's forces, to a quiet marvel
Known for lip's with a reason and a right
Take your time here, true to wiser knock's, on a door we named hell
Legend would, have spite
Succor in the cold, to remember a shadow with sour chances
That came to head, in a longing look for what sight
Predicts is another lover with no more, than insecure seasons
Practice makes perfect, if you ever want two
Looking and living for another, like a bell to example heed
So sweet the longevity of a gift, to haunt you...
Sharing an order to anything but am shallow, works well when you consider need...
Yearn baby, yearn
No notice of reality, without the being it
Twice the wishes in love, with albeit a flower to earn
The solitude of you, with which we even know the spare silence, you meant
Sanity to work it's magic
Sorry, know more lip's to wrong
Sometimes the tragic...
Sexy ushering's, a given hush
Strong honor, to deplete my angry eye
Isn't and went well with a known love
Sit and be, my friend, and I will share a lie
People with no name to call their own, look better in the limelight
Sincerity to issue it's forces, to a quiet marvel
Known for lip's with a reason and a right
Take your time here, true to wiser knock's, on a door we named hell
Legend would, have spite
Succor in the cold, to remember a shadow with sour chances
That came to head, in a longing look for what sight
Predicts is another lover with no more, than insecure seasons
Practice makes perfect, if you ever want two
Looking and living for another, like a bell to example heed
So sweet the longevity of a gift, to haunt you...
Sharing an order to anything but am shallow, works well when you consider need...
Yearn baby, yearn
No notice of reality, without the being it
Twice the wishes in love, with albeit a flower to earn
The solitude of you, with which we even know the spare silence, you meant
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Two Mighty Too, Seek Anything Better?
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