Language Juice - Sun Club
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Language Juice Lyrics
Our lives aren't so fragile, they are tangible.
My dreams are so real that I can smell them.
Sweet taste of greed.These people running through your mind,
and nerves are running down your spine.
And you want the touch of skin on mine.
You'll fucking hate it till the end of your life.There is something in your head,
that you made to touch with.
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