Wall is here just next to me,
Beauty lies next to my filth,
While the clouds cover the brain
eyes create a waterfall.
Sky is blunt,
brother there is fire
under your feet.
Run.
Beauty lies next to my filth,
While the clouds cover the brain
eyes create a waterfall.
Sky is blunt,
brother there is fire
under your feet.
Run.
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