Aesthetics of the transgression to begin with the angel The lonely middle of the night not to be able to do anything I cannot live when I do not hear a voice only for you I cannot live when I do not look straight only at you Aesthetics of the transgression to begin with the devil In a deep sleep not to be able to do anything for I cannot live when I do not hear a voice only for you I cannot live when I do not look straight only at you
Wish you Will you Wish you A swing not to notice Make you Look you Make you To advance in the future
When I meet, I can say nothing to you, to you honey I rebel when I make a letter to you, to you honey
Aesthetics of the transgression to begin with oneself In the deep foggy point that I cannot get away from I cannot live when I do not hear a voice only for you I cannot live when I do not look straight only at you
Fake you Make you Fake you Impracticable theory Will you Love you For you It may be ruin
When I meet, I can say nothing to you, to you honey
Aesthetics of the transgression to begin with the angel I cannot live when I do not hear a voice only for you
I rebel when I make a letter to you, to you honey
Aesthetics of the transgression to begin with the devil I cannot live when I do not look straight only at you
Wish you Will you Wish you A swing not to notice Make you Look you Make you To advance in the future Fake you Make you Fake you Impracticable theory Will you Love you For you It may be ruin
