when we can't reach it
I hate
crazy life i know
when it stops for a while days can go by months
the moment you come I know well all the means
one day you nicknamed one of your guitars by us
there you see being under your fingers your hands your skin
dazzling I don't suffocate like you either by the way paste
but you see
I want your glue glued to infinity be your hand
a tear is a little
honey we miss each other
where you are
Germany Ireland Australia
just no forget here
your little sugar heart is beating.
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