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White Octave The Style No 6312

I think you should know. we're uninvited. i think we should go. so don't get excited. don't get excited. but i can give them what they want. i know it

Under stars. i watch the sky. as night consumes the daylight. and i recall the sweetest dreams. but red wine helps them fade. here's to another glass

Corrected for the first time. where do you think this moves us. respect begins with knowledge but you don't want to learn. what i devise executes in

(Instrumental)

Mistaking your drunken flirtations. for something more than that. but it's just a healthy temptation. that keeps me coming back. and the light that you

At times it's best not to think in words. but this is not a subsistence existence. those who grow alone give up