Applaud sounds as life sends strikes
Existing is illegal but we embrace the light
Love is a flight precarious by nature
And the outside world...
Blinded by fears of the rapture
So far have we traveled, you and I
It'll be hard for me to forget that you'll eventually die
The end of a journey is from what we run
I'll be all yours 'til you fry
Lots of adventures
Too many memories
Bite the dust and I'll say goodbye
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