Burn Her Letters - Naboo | Текст песни

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• Burn Her Letters
• Naboo

why can't we act like that box, with the same blood
why can't we react like that old mud, feel it by sloth

i'm too old to hit my blank, i need my blank
everything's gonna be fine
be fine
behind a mask
too bad
too mean too bad
too bad

worship to meats
worship to scenes


everything that makes you feel euphorial

worship to saints
worship to sins

everything that makes you feel bipolar

your choices are disgraceful

you look great
with your shell in your shell

you little spineless

Don't be nonsense

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