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Serafin - Numerical lyrics
i dont need to win it, this is no joy in it, must accept progression, lose inept depression is this you in frnt of me, white line space no subtlety, strike no time, less thinking of me and mine and theory of. cos i don't see it as my soul, id call it numerical taking easy further, less to please a learner of appreciating, second to creation |
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