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I'm on sangria Elastic hearts screaming into my me Slowly I ebb into the altered state The blinding lights of bright imagery Makes me want to close my eyes No! alas it'll be tomorrow. Trickery you vile wine Let me soak in this funk with your sweetness Werewolves howling to the moon on which my iris and pupil rest. I'm drunk
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
Sweet Wine
I'm on sangria Elastic hearts screaming into my me Slowly I ebb into the altered state The blinding lights of bright imagery Makes me want to close my eyes No! alas it'll be tomorrow. Trickery you vile wine Let me soak in this funk with your sweetness Werewolves howling to the moon on which my iris and pupil rest. I'm drunk
this is greatly influenced by Sia's Elatic Heart video and Sangria
Yao
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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