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What's the point
Call the boys
It's our pleasure
Our joys
Let's hope this time it's pure
Otherwise
Time ticks by
Nobody beside the tide
It looks pretty

Hey, don't trip
Hey, don't quit
Hey, don't slip
Hey, yah trick
I'm sick of just getting by
I'm sick of playing the bad guy
I'm sick of just getting

Xel-3 for short
It's a pleasure to meet you, Matthew
It's a pleasure to meet you Xel-3 for short
But if you don't mind, imma just call you Xelda
Updating,

In your presence held in captivation
This is the cause of fractured sleep
No justice is done by imagination
Awakened by dreams I cannot keep
In

for more
While the Separate life
Screams out from the door
They implore you to stay
And be welcomed by him
Only pleasure remains
Do you know where

of the pleasures of some lost love
This is his world now
Neohuman
Looking in the mirror, a gaze of lost eternities
Consumed by insanity
Living a lie
Breathing with

Searching for someone, yeah
I feel pressured by you
Let me take my time
Got no stress
'Cause I know I ain't committing a crime
Funny thing is I got

By myself yet I dont wanna be ignored
By myself yet I can't try to close this door
I just hold on to things that dont even exist
I try to mend my

my only pleasure
By never moore I feel
My share is this I feel
If you feet had in midnight
And I want you forever
Oh oh ohhhh
Sei un spettacolo della

as time runs out and time's erased
Left to fly or left to die
Decided by the step I take
I guess it's easy to be left on your own
Drowned in your pleasure

Well, I sit and wait as I call the news
That I might paint my face a kind of blue
And I bet myself that I needn't choose
If I come by every weekend

I'm done with depression
I'm tired of the pressure
No pills for my pleasure
Guess pain is my treasure
It's weighing me down
It takes all the effort

Left my quarantine kink disarmed
Being part of your world
Makes me so vulnerable
Your attachment to your worth makes
Mortality a pleasure to hold

But by your grace o
I de spend e money
U tell me my son don't rush o
Cos this life na turn by turn o
Nor go de doll o
Nor go de fumble
Nor come de eye

win you over with my pleasure
See you right by my side, Wanna feel when your body's in line
I feel it when you hold me, Love when you take control

I

I know I want out from the damage within
Infinitely marked my finite skin

Look back to what you were
This life, unknown pleasure

I know you can't

She used to be the girl that I stand behind
A little bit of pleasure for a little bit of grind
A little bit of heaven in this hell of mine
No matter

the war
Before the pleasure and before the storm
Before you wanted all that you need now
Is it my fault to need felicity
Brought about by pure simplicity

I'll spit on your blood you not my kin
Talking about son son boy I'll have worms crawling in your skin
It'd be my pleasure resurrect your ass and kill

Hail to the king
Where is the pleasure when we suffer
What is on your mind
Keep your head held high
Keep it out of sight
Is it lonely with no one by your

Elysiums here and
Ya know
Pleasure's not that bad
But there is comfort in the final saw stroke
Unsheathed critique removes me
Of the wastewood of my being

Come and have a lil dance babe
Bodies tight as a handshake
Captivated by the way you shake it
Now you're first place in a race to get naked

While I'm

in between with me
And time will show you
That you've been defying
Gravity rising
Unbound by the
Pleasure you Bring
Show me
You shine on a daily
Like

Paper feelings cut so fast I can't hold on
People scream inside my head I prove them wrong
Pleasure thoughts may come and go but not for long
Even if