Sweet treat stand still & repeat,
the foliage comes throughout its view
latent basket fought back the sequence alone
firmly covered achieved through lonesome leaves
was headed to hell but the furthest I fell help my traceback and mirror
love to shake reason to hide...
here a desperate feather on a white dove no matter
we can make a differson as we stand still in the middle
a run away on a heart melting selfless display
working my ay back to you baby with a happines inside
view pull ups as you keep your moths shut virtual happy display
see how the horse climb the hill as they dessends from the sky a Lost Atlantic City Try
lets count the current by disguise
hero to the spy
throughout treasure that bursts through the sky
paying games like like Sara Peylon
buried beneathe the trees following apart at the scene |
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Mario Vitale
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