My memories are like today
The last night of silence
My head is like a foreboding criminal
The gift you gave me
Two small arm buttons
A whole love story
Two buttons on two separate tracks
Separate road like us
When it's evening, keep it all, everything
Revenue arm knock-out time
Method of manufacture
Bitsin this torture together
The morning is bright in the morning
Only those who meet at night
They are separated by old eyes
Like buttons like us
They leave like us
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