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Childish love seems to comfort me.
conflict seems to be a passion i crave.
passion is the drug that rushes in my vain.
sometimes in the late northwest summer setting sun, i feel us coming to a close.
tear drops running off my nose.
the dope.
clouding visions i have yet to see.
please kiss me.
love is made from leaving myself behind.
cant look back.
cant go back.
i want to rest my heavy mind.
i want to get lost in my own time.
got to move on", is the content theme.
deep in my body.
the 7 sands have covered the band.
no more happy care free dances.
moon light makes me MAD.
Mad is the mother bearing seas.
washing me to shore.
conflict seems to be a passion i crave.
passion is the drug that rushes in my vain.
sometimes in the late northwest summer setting sun, i feel us coming to a close.
tear drops running off my nose.
the dope.
clouding visions i have yet to see.
please kiss me.
love is made from leaving myself behind.
cant look back.
cant go back.
i want to rest my heavy mind.
i want to get lost in my own time.
got to move on", is the content theme.
deep in my body.
the 7 sands have covered the band.
no more happy care free dances.
moon light makes me MAD.
Mad is the mother bearing seas.
washing me to shore.