Hurtful Pleasures
Need some hurtful pleasures
Let's dance until time's up
You know, once I folded my skin
To make origamis
I can't see and it's right
Well, I told you blurred is gold
Whoever'd rather it sharp
Cannot get the point
Just breathe until you die
You know, once I folded my skin
Well, I told you blurred is gold
Let's dance until time's up
You know, once I folded my skin
To make origamis
I can't see and it's right
Well, I told you blurred is gold
Whoever'd rather it sharp
Cannot get the point
Just breathe until you die
You know, once I folded my skin
Well, I told you blurred is gold
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Writer(s): Bráulio Almeida
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