Songtexte
An
apple
of
confusion,
teeth
falling
Fighting
from
the
floor,
it's
only
washing
with
my
teeth
Children's
flowers,
better
than
nothing
Cast
the
ones
that
don't
bleed
You
don't
know
me,
what
it
is
I
need
Close
your
eyes
The
things
that
you
want
can
surround
you
Beauty
must
depend
on
you
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