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You and me, we are one don't you see
Lost at sea and in time we can be
as one as one only then can we flea
this confusion this life, oh what is it for
it's for you it's for me
to go as far as nothing could ever be
what a beautiful disaster and everything in between
to exist what a gift or curse bestowed upon all things
All my life I have known what was to be
who i should become and what I thought was me
In the end nothing matters, this my one truth
lost in infinity the original being scattered in us all
life is a journey, nothing more nothing less
you'll never remember your beggening
and so too will be the way of your death
who could ask for anything more
i dare you to implore
who could ask for anything more
than an existence without beggining
an existence without out end
You'll wake up tommorow being you
but some day you'll wake up a new
somebody else you may have known
or a person forever forgotten in the abyss constantly alone
some will fight the end like a disease
other accept it with uncomprehendable ease
in the end that is all and nothing more
simply for the allowance of a beggening a new door
From the darkest corners and the harshest of times
to the best orgasm and true love met at eyes
you have came to see that which you saw
because we could dream it before beggening was beggening
and end was just a thought
Some are in pain
others died before such a rain
pleasure seeks those who ought not deserve
yet the rest endure and fight to preserve
a way of life humanity at it's best
all the time and in no time
there shall be no rest
till the day you die and are no more
and walk through the memmories of how to forget
you will see that door
no one will open it accept for yourself
because that's all that ever was
no self is a wealth
design and structure, logic and these
tools of the trade to put a mind at ease
in a place where all things were possible
so one could be
what has become now
simply you and me
Lost at sea and in time we can be
as one as one only then can we flea
this confusion this life, oh what is it for
it's for you it's for me
to go as far as nothing could ever be
what a beautiful disaster and everything in between
to exist what a gift or curse bestowed upon all things
All my life I have known what was to be
who i should become and what I thought was me
In the end nothing matters, this my one truth
lost in infinity the original being scattered in us all
life is a journey, nothing more nothing less
you'll never remember your beggening
and so too will be the way of your death
who could ask for anything more
i dare you to implore
who could ask for anything more
than an existence without beggining
an existence without out end
You'll wake up tommorow being you
but some day you'll wake up a new
somebody else you may have known
or a person forever forgotten in the abyss constantly alone
some will fight the end like a disease
other accept it with uncomprehendable ease
in the end that is all and nothing more
simply for the allowance of a beggening a new door
From the darkest corners and the harshest of times
to the best orgasm and true love met at eyes
you have came to see that which you saw
because we could dream it before beggening was beggening
and end was just a thought
Some are in pain
others died before such a rain
pleasure seeks those who ought not deserve
yet the rest endure and fight to preserve
a way of life humanity at it's best
all the time and in no time
there shall be no rest
till the day you die and are no more
and walk through the memmories of how to forget
you will see that door
no one will open it accept for yourself
because that's all that ever was
no self is a wealth
design and structure, logic and these
tools of the trade to put a mind at ease
in a place where all things were possible
so one could be
what has become now
simply you and me
