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AB: Flowers and trees, a thousand degrees, we ***** around in the winter , we can't freeze. FNB: Leaves are falling, fireplace calling. The icy cold wind is somewhat appalling. AB: Lost in translation, broken sacrifices, free vacation, let's perform a crisis. FNB: Out in the dainty, crystalline frost, I reach for your hand and my worries are lost. But winter will fade and in comes the sun. The cold left some ice that can't be undone. AB: Summer time when spirit of a young god lay to rest, flowers in your hair signifies that you're at your best. Love music and tattoos, a grain of sand, sitting in the corn fields, we can't lose, to a world created by man.
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
Gardens and Hippies (Collab with Arcassin B)
AB: Flowers and trees, a thousand degrees, we ***** around in the winter , we can't freeze. FNB: Leaves are falling, fireplace calling. The icy cold wind is somewhat appalling. AB: Lost in translation, broken sacrifices, free vacation, let's perform a crisis. FNB: Out in the dainty, crystalline frost, I reach for your hand and my worries are lost. But winter will fade and in comes the sun. The cold left some ice that can't be undone. AB: Summer time when spirit of a young god lay to rest, flowers in your hair signifies that you're at your best. Love music and tattoos, a grain of sand, sitting in the corn fields, we can't lose, to a world created by man.
Another Collab with the talented Arcassin B. <3
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
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