How safe it is to live till now.
But why do I feel so, so dangerous;
Dangerous, biting me hard but not showing his face.
Dangerous, yes
My cold heart,
Your sweaty hands.
Dangerous, yes
My cold heart,
Your sweaty hands.
He didn't stop walking through the street.
If it wasn't for fear,
What's dangerous?
Money made by people who don't like it
Games can't be cracked or bored.
In the middle of pushing, people began to say,
Those who are living and crazy have to die to be beautiful.
Talent and beauty
I have a kind of fatigue in things that will not be eliminated.
gift. Religion. Poisonous smoke in the air.
morality. Rumor. Sex, and super enterprise.
Hallucinations and obsession with hallucinations.
Sometimes, instead of me,
Sometimes I scream so I can't sleep.
Man will conquer nature. Give Way
It's better to complete the tragedy it might have created.
But you say, victory is victory.
What's dangerous?
How safe the day is now.
But why do I feel so, so dangerous;
Dangerous, biting me hard but not showing his face.
The danger is,
My cold heart.
Your sweaty hands.
He only shed tears when he lost.
My love's face flashed, a lonely moment.
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