sweaty hearts
are travelling to the lunch with the sun at night
storms they rode
they're ending up the world
u know
give it space to breath
miracles
are nothing but the myth
in the place like this
miracles
are nothing but the myth
in the place like this
king is gone
is down and on
from now
give it space to breath
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