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All felt is good here
All felt is just fine
Like a rapture waiting to dine on the divine
It moves across me and sets me free
Open oh so gently
Loss of time is felt here
Burning brick in my mind
Like a cancer growing in the minds of the divine
Dont roll me over
Cant help these things I can feel
Couldnt see them coming
But Ive given into what's been given
Take a taste of whats within
You cast me over
Yet Ive risen and I am real
I am the little cracked mirror
All felt is just fine
Like a rapture waiting to dine on the divine
It moves across me and sets me free
Open oh so gently
Loss of time is felt here
Burning brick in my mind
Like a cancer growing in the minds of the divine
Dont roll me over
Cant help these things I can feel
Couldnt see them coming
But Ive given into what's been given
Take a taste of whats within
You cast me over
Yet Ive risen and I am real
I am the little cracked mirror
Исполнитель: Soil