What you receive
You're compromising me
I'm burning gift of the waits
You're like a heal
You're like a privilege
Among those raise in the well
You rise in sun
You rise in heathen
Confess your workless rights
Composing rights
Composing science
Light your candles bright
Messing all the lays
Until hypocrisy
Is what you're looking with your eyes
Compose and make it forth
Composing all the words
And make it raise anyone
Hear the man...
...Heal the man
© Jacuzzi Project
2008
Machine, am I not?
© Copyright: Сергей Пилипчак, 2012
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