Latin For Truth
some days i feel like santiago some days i feel like the fish
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Dieu est mort pour moi et chaque femme que jâai jamais touché
if it burns, hold it under till it drowns
no flame burns on half the wick, love doesnât come around
itâs inherent and constant like warmth from the sun
it lasts as long as thereâs a breathe in our chest, until weâre done