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letra de memories and flowers - teknical development.is

[verse 1]
wrote the rhyme twice rare act upon the page
the face previous cried to many written tears
emotions, turbulent times on a global scale some donʼt believe
many turn their backs report what the spirit feels
the physical walks, everyday flowers grow
i wish you all the same, soon i disappear
more then these words on paper
drop another anchor, new waters…
yoʼ your more then welcome, life or death
who knows i leave it up to you/ london streets canʼt stand it
murder on the mind of the youth
let me be the catalyst, send a thought
see a touch of your last moments
step the f-ck off this way of living
desperation leads to lessons soon to late to learn
h-ll donʼt exist… in the mind you burn
can you walk the lines of the chance to reshape
patterns in the mix, molded clay, only innocent smiles on return tokens of love left to wear around your neck
take a seat with me
on a daily basis singing, conversations that k!ll time
word to irene, another smile before the sentence
speak your name and feel the essence
nothings ever lost found in the jewel of memory
close yours eyes whats perception from your own world?
why do we do what we do?
is there a true meaning in satisfaction of experience?
yoʼ look at me dead in the eyes
tell me better yet face the self without these tears
all these procrastination’s, pick a bride
a mutual choice, canʼt break the wills of the other
word to all them mental charmers, lights workers
and all the wanderers, all them lovers

[chorus: tesla alset]
remember these sounds
hand me my flowers
iʼm facing you now
we lost in the now
donʼt stop looking soon to be found
remember these sounds
hand me my flowers
iʼm facing you now
we lost in the now
donʼt stop looking soon to be found

[verse 2: teknical development.is]
win or lose the chronic answer keeps me rested
only you can save the day
let n0body captivate your vision
i speak this to my hearts
to young to understand the meaning
life is personal
never give to receive the ugly natures of the other
unseen forces control your outside
no point in screaming
can you walk through the open frame
portals to the eye opener
the skin tears away, it rips apart
cyclone in the movement
only visions help, far from beginning
finish line it donʼt exist all is all
i keep it moving yo my flow the metaphor
yoʼ word to bruce, can you see the words?
feel the force… kind words of love vs the curse
no colors just use what you know
pick aside collide with the opposite
borderline yourself live blind in sight living happily
expose your trust with forbidden conversations
whats the use in the truth now the thief earns respect
the understanding
terminating truth that hurts
let me never be a memory

- teknical development is

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