Tiny life
Tiny life
I had a wall up
barbed wire above like a halo
OOOHHH alone
Out I go big autumn
Big sign- Abundance
Oh alone after the grail
OOOhhh no throne
The edge of paradise
beg to get the dream packed so well
packed only for my hands to open
Ooh bedroom mind roam
Moss doesn´t grow here
My tongues always wet
The instinct shoots into my blood
Testosterone I bet
The wooden floor and empty room
soon to be full of me...
me of all things
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