floors, more applause. You've been here all the time, like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil, yes deep in the soil. So we'll end with
翻訳: 土. 蝶.
not, like what you got, You're under the soil (the soil, the soil), Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil!). So we'll end with a whistle
earthworm It burrows underground deep within the soil Sometimes when it rains it comes out and we talk about our day I have a friend and she's a butterfly
like the liberty bell no escape from the heat that's getting hotter than hell like the oven's on broil, with blood stains in the soil pimped on in the
like the liberty bell No escape from the heat that's getting hotter than hell Like the oven's on broil, with blood stains in the soil Pimped on in the
or not, like what you got, You're under the soil (the soil, the soil), Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil!). So we'll end with a whistle
the liberty bell no escape from the heat that's getting hotter than hell like the oven's on broil, with blood stains in the soil pimped on in the colors
the liberty bell No escape from the heat that's getting hotter than hell Like the oven's on broil, with blood stains in the soil Pimped on in the colors
point of perfection Therefore you trudge through waist-high sludge and caramelized paints where Prints left, taint every breath Inhale - golden oxygen, then step graciously over landmines shallow beneath the soil
with you. Was going to be the end of both of us some unhappy day. The love we knew was true, it did not die. It only grew into a butterfly. So let it
an earthworm It burrows underground deep within the soil Sometimes when it rains it comes out and we talk about our day I have a friend and she's a butterfly
shiver without cold. I was the blank wallpaper. Your harsh brush wanted me crimson tonight. Limit your trajectory so you'll only orbit me. Intestinal butterflies