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Entropical Notes: Absolutely in love with the way they chop up vocals from human songs here to speak in the inkling language, as if it were vocaloid. |
Inside it's cold at midnight
Come on please, it's time for peace
I'm sure of it
I'm finally breaking out of it
Of what kept me all blocked in
It moved inside
I'm still fine, get up, get up
Inside at least I'm present for you
Baby, pause your flaws, you say sir
Don't care about that things wait
For you to show that I show come outside
Time to rock
It's time to maybe keep up the thought keeping me but
Wouldn't you like to have me for your bed?
Woah ah oh oh
Woah ah oh
Woah oh oh oh oh
Don't stop me now