NAPATSORN TREESAP

I know we speak in different lines
But those habits translated well into mine
Baby, your pretty ocean-blue mind 
Sink deep down into my eyes
Dive deep into your marvelous sky
Like your science tested well on mine
Getting high levels of grief and die
Bye bye bye— mine mine mine
Hi hi hi— die die die
Permanent sign, signed it to the life
Mark it well with those unread rhymes 
Saying you got this, Saying no I got tired 
Bye bye bye— what’s mine mine mine
Hi hi hi— die die die
A mud of road in your kind 
Realms of love and your brown eyes
Maybe your fellows will let it work in our next lives
If I’m going through this alone along alliance of alien dime
Put some salt on me, my worst wine
Worst wound, worst crime at 25
Hi hi hi— die die die
Cry cry cry
Worst thought at 9

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