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Senselessly they tend to make noise Don't listen now It's just to fill the void which was never around And hear them all they dance away Dance to your sound Thrive on the day I found love in a voice So sweet memory is extinct Like we will be one day I feel a thousand pin ****** With each non conviction Sinning is the only true way I found living was living The dos and donts And nothing in between Know your place in line Say your piece And be muted like swine I felt such beauty in the skin It took me to somewhere I finally Found my ventilation Screaming out useless sounds Paint your face so your pretty now Do you finally feel like a person? I'm sure you could get down To something which leads you a little less But when you find the rhythm you feel so much more You were the last redemption So young But your touch made me Know that breath Was something I was missing No respect for skin But it's the finest drug on the market Touch me a little more Know I want it all this time No turning back the time
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
No Respect For Skin
Senselessly they tend to make noise Don't listen now It's just to fill the void which was never around And hear them all they dance away Dance to your sound Thrive on the day I found love in a voice So sweet memory is extinct Like we will be one day I feel a thousand pin ****** With each non conviction Sinning is the only true way I found living was living The dos and donts And nothing in between Know your place in line Say your piece And be muted like swine I felt such beauty in the skin It took me to somewhere I finally Found my ventilation Screaming out useless sounds Paint your face so your pretty now Do you finally feel like a person? I'm sure you could get down To something which leads you a little less But when you find the rhythm you feel so much more You were the last redemption So young But your touch made me Know that breath Was something I was missing No respect for skin But it's the finest drug on the market Touch me a little more Know I want it all this time No turning back the time
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anthony-southard
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
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