Pressive - Beauteous Vindication | Текст песни

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This might take me out
This might drive me throught you
And how am I suppose to know
How to manage every thought
And how am I suppose to know
Where do throw all the shame
This feels me empty

It spinning me, you told to me
you enough to set me free
You never know whatever throw
You... me

Every moment...

Every loving details
me so deeply
And if I wasn't enough to avoid this
Need you to know
That it wasn't unpurpose
How can I make such mess
Giving you much less

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