They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,
Now i know for that you had to translate
Fox trots of the haunted, wooded snow banks
Inducing my movements / as i'm improving my fusing on tracks
Your scent flowing in the wind
But how does one escape his own mind?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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