I am senseless baby, I can only see the bad nodes

I am fulfilled with the smell of jungle, try to find why the song still sways behind the clumps, and why troglodytes seem have no desire to live, here I am in nowhere jungle, recasting all melodies

Damply, whenever singing bitches calling your bluff,
The beauty of your self-regard has refried a love of mine
In the scuffs of light, sweet, crude lips
A senile moment can change a destiny of love,
Hear baby, the wind flew the loves up and go away
Just like the libertines try to survive in this winter,
I am senseless baby, I can only see the bad nodes
Even though I am a man and a dreamer,
But my view lies in the least reason
Just where the snail falls from the eye of the sun.
(I light into you, and I always do)

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