Fill holes, dig hills forever gazing at backdoors
for once in a life, it's coming in inspired by our attraction
what we smell, bitter sweet pleasure
one phone call one fine line of prison
The walk the smell the spoiled backdoor
honey please come home
such a shame to throw away
don't you fucking spill it
Avoid that, the best feeling possible
yes we do obsess
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