Nostalgia - / penveteran.. fortfarande bäst.
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Nostalgia-
I:
The far baddest thing he ever laid his eyes on.
They beauty-sleeping/1
Had him doing certain things he only do for reasons/
Conduct his lust, bust questions like what you do this weekend/3
Night-manouvers might strike like pumas when the moon is peeking
Like the moon in Peking glow, i admit/5
It was over too quick and he's wishing for a solar eclipse/
Living in co-existance... Stimulant coalition/7
when chilling over the weekend...now feelings are so persistent/
Following a vision like im Ghandi on his mission/9
And i neva had to plan none i just followed intuitions/
With me for the instant but tomorrow on a distance/11
And i kept you.. really close to me like bottles keep its liquids/
No sorrows when we kick it like succesful penalties/13
And positive energy was the message you sent to me/
Carressing me mentally,spiritually,sexually/15
I had you nek' complete just a popped pill from ecstacy/
When you were next to me, now archived as an ex to me/17
The Why reflects to be... more then a gap 'tween x and z/
See, sex-machined... lunar energize reloaded batteries/19
Ignored the fallacies, brought in life and took out the man in me/
Personality more coloured then the coral-reefs/21
Mathematically we last forever like i've added pi /
Now we stand beneath the exact spot were the mist was tied/23
To let omega be omega, i'll give you the kiss goodbye!
It's nostalgia
BRIDGE:
How deep is the ocean? How high is the sky?
How strong was my feelings? Girl how brown is your eyes?
How bowed was the turn we're we crashed at the end/
That the co-driver went from my half to a fren/
How long is infinity? How grim was the blast?/
How could i ever feel felicitous once i've been in the past/
How low is the mercury since last time i held ya/
Now drifting on the bittersweet tears of nostalgia/
II:
Dear.. rose of porcelain...your1
Shattered soul of a 1.000. cuts filled the marble floor as extortion came/
I never knew how damned the water was that coursed your veins/3
Until you caught the train to slam city when the water stained/
Midnight-rain, a grain is now all that's left/5
It caught its breath, saw the steps and it walked the gates/
She was calm and chaste, hazel-covered fall of grace/7
Cleopatra modern-day as hot as an armed grenade/
By her side was a lovely way to start the day/ 9
Like orchestrate the modern-play of Wolfgang Amade-/
-Us..No longer holds it weight, And since the Auster came/11
I've constantly without result been waiting for a pour of rain/
And
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