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I have a sentimental habit of driving down the pouring language
Obstinate to "Bubbling song" and take your name
Cut it out baby
Therefore unnecessities melt in my hearing, let's reach for nothing

Forms burst open in the masturbation-like half-language
The aersthetic sense of the melancholic smoking you
Matter Fact Lady
Therefore unnecessities melt into my eyes, let's solve nothing

If that's the case
There is no difficult chilly warmth neither colours
Don't you think words aren't needed anymore?

There are no things such as cute earrings put on (your) ears
Hearing, listening to the breathes bloom into a voice

As I sing on the top of my voice I think of you, constantly, constantly wanting to be closer
Words are taken into the sounds, mixing together in colour patterns
Hearing, listening to the breathes bloom into a voice