let the hands fall to the floor
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allow these pupils to see organs
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a telescopic view is almost arousing
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no more holiness in denial
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the trojan army is just a farce
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reality is two weeks in the waiting
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i'm not sure we're on the same page
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habitual weakness stains the past
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desire rolls over and waits for spring
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i'm not sure we're on the same page
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your eyes are lusting, my hands are tied
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your mind conditioned, my heart has changed
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i'm not sure we're on the same page
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Prelude
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Embodyment |