Fall into the immature sense
Fly fast to all things unsure, around
Unpretending risk i took that night
Darkness surrounds in pleasure
Drown into an insecure sound
Those eyes of nocturnal
Bring us through the ground
To a hardest round, gives a cure
Fly fast
Fall crash
Fall into the immature sense
Fly fast to all things unsure
Around
Darkness surrounds in pleasure
I'm out of line earlier
I never touched you
Never talk to you
This early year
I'm saving
Another feeling
And light blinding
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