I see innocence out your eyes, it’s a pretty site.
Like flying a kite in a thunderstorm.
But fuck it all. I’m in half already, torn.
Beside you, it’s me, what a pretty site.
Cooperate government fuck you yet?
Pretty innocence, your pretty innocence, you think!
I know!
Someone please come kiss me heart, my brain already did enough,
But still do
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