A dream is never worth the dream of being known Inside dreams never come true 'til the day he dies Victimizes himself, cries for lord for the lucid love. It's gotta be many secrets, he's blessed with the plague and singing a song It's all about giving and moving along Now it's love what is this?
The dream is never worth the dream of being known Inside it'll never come true 'til the day he dies Victimizes himself, cries for lord for the lucid love...
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The Perfect, the beautiful With breath like the sky, has a moon for the heart And it's well known that he's too late Like the burnen of atlus it's the posion we drink
For he's living a in a world For doing it for the reason why Charles denise exchange The thread were grasped far he made
This dream is not what The dream since he knows Inside Dreams never come true, till the day he dies That I feel so loved Dreams of eyes and jelouse stare
The dream is never worth the dream of being known Inside it will never come true til the day he dies Victimizes himself, cries for lord for the lucid love.
The Perfect, the beautiful, With breath like the sky has a moon for the heart And it's well known that he's too late Like the burnen of atlus it's the posion we dri(nk)...
The Perfect, the beautiful, With breath like the sky has a moon for the heart And it's well known that he's too late Like the burnen of atlus it's the posion we drink
The Perfect, the beautiful, Breath like the sky has a moon for the heart And it's well known that he's too late Like the burnen of atlus it's the posion we drinkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
