Some souls are noble and sacred
Like a model of morality
Some of the bodies are made at once
Like a whiskey kiss
You don't have to show Monroe
The owner is willing to be a pet
When the bouquet is too popular to hold your feet
It doesn't help that you hate beauty
Loneliness is the road in the dream
There's no way out. There's mist
Everyone is the morning dew waking up
Jealousy and appeasement are actually greedy
Everyone wants to make a profit
The map of skin has a lot of attention
But there's no place to stop
You don't have to show Monroe
The owner is willing to be a pet
When happiness is too restrictive to hold your steps
You hate being too beautiful
Loneliness is the road in the dream
There's no way out. There's mist
Everyone is the morning dew waking up
Jealousy and appeasement are actually greedy
Everyone wants to make a profit
The map of skin has a lot of attention
But there's no place to stop
It's so attractive to sleep or wake up
You can just sit down and enjoy the scenery
Everyone thinks of you
No mercy
Loneliness is the road in the dream
There's no way out. There's mist
Everyone is the morning dew waking up
Jealousy is actually trying to appease
Everyone wants to make a profit
The map of skin has a lot of attention
But there's no place to stop
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