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Mar 2017
I feel you sub-zero
The look in your eyes like demon do
When I beg from you
You refused, while I'm in state subdue

it's a little too late
Until I lost my faith
I've got so much to rake
while you're too bitter to take

Every beat, every street
Those memory lanes I missed
Every hit on the back seat
Were my pledge ticket to retreat

My feverish in motion
My heart rate recursion
I'll quit you, I'll buy you rocket
Erase you, press delete play cricket.
Written by
Luna Sea
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