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In any window there's a new look At something you've never looked at before Some perform new revolutions And never be broadcasted where you're trained to Interplanetary to dark matter to ground fault, an alien-robot You think there's something better But it's fundamentally out of sorts It senses fault (when) somethings ripped apart but paid on time Put the paint on Output the photo to bring the race to the stars Space station awaits a call to war Intermediate in our own Put your all Swing slow Indignation is misdirected When you stare at institution I'd take notice of the arbiter Nostalgia of aristocrats Adulthood to middle class Loyalists with perspective At the rise of the arbiter Letras de canciones Introducing a heart-breaker Provincial and dominated Introducing my own intermediate... Intermediate in our own In a mixed up soul I'm the Navy so A kill switch to a ring And if all are not the same And stars are of an aristocrat The daughter to upper middle class A loyalist with perspective at the rise of another arbiter I'm the Navy so old I'm the Navy so I'm the Navy so old From Letras Mania