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Do you wanna be the animal to take me apart?
Break my patience, corrupt my sacred art
Do you promise to be with me if I beg and I crawl?
In my darkest mood, through the private walls
Will you stay even when the drugs have gone?
for it wont be long before I crumble
Turning into the [?] crown
That just just won't come down
In fire, in whispers
I would die for a million years
I promise to be your rockstar
But then promises don't mean anything anymore
In the summer of twenty five was a correcting
of excuses of our need to win
to ourselves we lie we could be the new beginning
Digging up treasure, taking the time to love and to live and to sin and you stay
Even when the drugs went gone
So I sing this song to you, [and I remembered?]
of never ending poetry
It's just just you and me
In fire, in whispers
I would die for a million years
I promise to be your rockstar
But then rockstars don't mean anything anymore
