Patterns, they are brought to, they are useless, they’re
Forgotten.
But together we adopt her where the business no one’s
Broken.
It’s yours, I’m yours
Forgotten.
But together we adopt her where the business no one’s
Broken.
It’s yours, I’m yours
Killers, fuck your leaches, they’d been careless with our
Futures.
It’s confusing, this desire, that I’m reckoned, it’s no
Matter.
It’s yours, I’m yours, for you.
Let’s not hang outside,
There’s so much here to do.
It’s yours, I’m yours, for you.
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