Hanging from the thumbnail of the moon, loosen the tension.
Must be kind of unusual -- not fair falling short of denial.
I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I looked up again I must be down.
I must be down.
I must be.
Hanging from the thumbnail of la luna loosen the tenision...
Satellites and paper chrome.
Reflecting damage forever...
I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I fucked up again
I must be down
I must be down.
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
I'm tied up again -- I'm tied upside down again.
I fucked up again
I must be down
I must be down.
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
The Tide and the stars they're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground...
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