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staring off into outer space stumbling creating my entity one that is not belonging to my kinosphere want to perfect the art of doing nothing want to see your paintings come alive want to see your smile when i say how "i love thee" can't believe my eyes as my thoughts hit the sky all this nonsense, all this beauty has truly come alive Letras de canciones drive all night, middle of nowhere ship wreckage left of this page and on the bottom and at the top "where are we going?" maybe we should i don't want to write a depressing love song i don't want to hide behind my music i don't want to see the world through these tinted yellow glasses time keeps eating me against that time if ever that time comes running, running time keeps cutting me against that time if ever that times comes running, running can't believe my eyes.......... From Letras Mania