You're sharing under Butterfly Night by the most serene Republic.

I may wear Überfried in my soul, but I'll share is how thetime has arisen,

I'm sharing under God's might and so should I bring her,

Staat's sake, heaven's sake,

Just to be the same, you're not the most sure I am

All I'm missing out on is you

Now she can't, now she can't tell I'm time

Respects to the best of hundred wires

There's corners from the dark out to the hell

I'm used to it by those bits and down those firsts

I ain't reduced to the stereoscopic

Renemies of ten each share

As I do the right thing

I ain't reduced to the stereoscopic

Renemies of ten each share

As I do the right thing

I'm used to it by those bits and down those firsts

I ain't reduced to the stereoscopic

Renemies of ten each share

As I do the right thing

Renemies of ten each share

As I do the right thing

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