Verse 1:
Will time end
There is no vow to tin then
The thought is fixed to observe
We are between, to tin friend
Chorus:< br/>Red like lips
Red like lips
Red like lips
Red like lips
Verse 2:
How it is reached
PAg- understanding of weeds
The pain of death
Of the one who was silent, the right truth
(repeat chorus)
Bridge:
The hunch continues
Lung It's ripe
Thunder is always
Of his thoughts
Of his thoughts
The beginning is a dream
In the end you are poor
The morning will come
The distance of the morning, a friend story
The hunch continues
Something ripening
Thunder is always
Of his thoughts
Of Thought

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