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David August Lyrics


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D'ANGELO This is where you want to be Failed to me I didn't…
For Eternity I came for you, you are the one, I wanna…
I Don't Care About Your Goal I don't care about your goal as long as your (taking)…
True Romance Excuse me Do you fuck as well as you dance? Are you…



Until We Shine -so this is where i'm standing now tell me could…
Watch Your Step İnsanları kırmaktan nefret ediyorum. Haksız olmaktan nefret …
You got to love me To Love Me You Got to Love Me You, You You…


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PHIMM

Bellísima.

Libéral Martin

This is beautiful

Juan Paul Rivera

buen arte gracias

Panos Zak

Sounds like fairytale…I wish the world were as beautiful as this music

Guy Gabay

Great!

Proud Bosnian

Great

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Rhyme centripetal, centrifugal, why you have to be, with your heart so frugal, your the modus to my module, sent to, scent to smell you, sent to kill you, I am not, very inspired to be, unlike the motion, the one we create, with solutions, the one we make when we eat croutons, I know, I know, that sound, that crackle, that pop, that one hi-hat sound, that tingles, reverberations near your top. Miracles of the mind, Manchester untied, unified, glory, withheld, my Socrates, Wilhelm, chesterfields blowing in the wind, light the fire, my wild card, she's my earthling intact, entangled in the worms of the beneath, turn the page, it's a new leaf, a new ink to pour out, can she score another love session with me, I believe in we, I believe in forged lives together, intertwined in the world, we brethren, we next of kin, to inherit mother nature, she's made to be ours for the taking, but take care, not to take her, for grant-ed, cause she's our nipple we suck when we're cold, when we're scared, when we need nurture, when we grow old, who will be there, who will still be left to care, for our unforetold story, our wilted frame, turned into carcass, the vein which we once knew, the one which was red sometimes blue, can we see past, the past, when we used the last ounce of poison, in turn for we made, history, don't hit rewind, hit play and move forward.

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