I won't teach you to break your way
I won't tell how to swing their minds around
And I won't kill all the pelves that stands by your back
But if you wanted it...
But my almighty flame, it's so quick
Brandy/Brody it's all the same here
Now you're wearing a shell that's this hard that it hurts
Your trembling flesh at heart
It is probably a sinking thrill
Trying to dress as an invitation
And I beg that I will run away, girly manner
Til heaven will have healed your ache
You were pure like a holy and stood and gathered
Do we know how the disease became a matter ?
It's not something that you should have known in your tower
Your heaven gives to me what he's lost, and
And heaven's gonna heal your ache
Hang on to something even if you
Don't want to hang on
Til heaven will have crossed your head.
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