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Without mercy you leave behind a train of vain idolatry. You are so spectacular that you cannot be anything else. >It has to be everyone's
The skin, the lips
And where the bamboo brushes
They will be my meadow, my orchard
I already know the way to Fame doesn't mean anything
If there isn't a mission, what is it?
Become a bitch, try your cookie
With all devotion
You spill that impression of being
The action that embodies tenderness
There is no humility around you
Venus is a caricature, you have to belong to everyone
The skin, the lips
And where the bambula grazes
They will be my meadow, my orchard
I know the road to fame means nothing
If there is no a mission as it is
Make yourself very slutty, try your cookie
With all devotion