I wanted (want it?) to slow
but I can't synchronize
with your in earth
fade up
a heart with no hole (a hole?)
but I can't be recovered
I wish I was
I wish I was
I can tell that the groan
becoming my tone
perfect shone
Oh, perfection
Oh Fools, fools, fools
I fraction my bones into miracle
somehow I'm sure
fools, fools, fools
oh fools, fools, fools
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