In a quest to become colorless I exhault my eyes with a most profound trust Yet they are masters at deception I wonder why... a black 4 leaf clover Prince be sends a purple valentine again
How does it feel to be some kind of beautiful?
Once more my feelings have succeeded in confusing me But what's most amusing is I like the way it looks.
Distorted isn't it? But it's beautiful! Exceptionally beautiful! Damn.
How does it feel to be some kind of beautiful?
I drift along in a sea of compulsion Whether or not I'm dead I have no idea I'm standing on a hill that overlooks a meadow And I'm thinking
Of absolutely nothing My current mood must resemble electric blue It's always tranquil, but It makes me bleed
Question marks constantly arrest my persona Ironic how that creates one for me Whatever is whatever
A phenomenon that consists of life and death Hi mr experience How was your trip to the moon I tear my thoughts with my own sarcastically piercing blade I love you Because you make me sick
Distorted isn't it? But it's beautiful! Exceptionally beautiful!
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