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We’re too easy, aren’t we, too complicated, aren’t we? Life is a disorganised show, aspire to it enjoy as it progresses as a circle, round and round. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. We’re obsessed, how troublesome, we’re the “best”, how troublesome. I’ll die at the end of each night, to be reborn As a saviour as an executioner—life’s too kind. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding You can find something beautiful even if you do not comprehend it. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding Your perfection is not the only beauty on earth. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? We have to fight our own battles, battle our wars, being a child was so beautiful. We have to fight, but not ourselves.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
Complicated.
We’re too easy, aren’t we, too complicated, aren’t we? Life is a disorganised show, aspire to it enjoy as it progresses as a circle, round and round. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. We’re obsessed, how troublesome, we’re the “best”, how troublesome. I’ll die at the end of each night, to be reborn As a saviour as an executioner—life’s too kind. You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? You’ll find a meaning friend; this is not the end Not by a mile A milestone, not even close. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding You can find something beautiful even if you do not comprehend it. You’ll have to understand, as I’ve by misunderstanding Your perfection is not the only beauty on earth. Right, we have to fight, aren’t you tired? We have to fight our own battles, battle our wars, being a child was so beautiful. We have to fight, but not ourselves.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
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