He who holds a light to a wash routine cannot be clean.
And cameras made of wax and candles which capture the scene.


The failure of a being is the weakness in a violent way.
Greatness in every strand...

Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.
Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.

The moment she first wakes is the first of the day in which I'm happy.
And when she falls asleep is the last and afterwards I'm not so snappy.

The failure of a being is the weakness in a violent way.
Greatness in every strand...

Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.
Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.

Thunder from the hills signifying a breakdown of the senses.
But she will surely sense this and become this electrifying briskness.

The failure of a being is the weakness in a violent way.
Greatness in every strand...

Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.
Because I've seen my life and I've gazed longingly at the one in which you live.

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