"The capricious feeling -
so fast & furious beats of my seductive heart keep resounding across the room
of my desperate spirit,
I ain't know where to move -
to find some space, I keep
wandering across nirvana street - the street of your blissful memories
that makin' me restless & so weak
across the raged symphony of wicked world,
Ye - the feelings of love seem to be unsettled to me,
though... I hold the frame of your naked persona -
you got stuck - right into an every pastel-corner of my scandalous heart, I speak of your late night memory."
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