DESCRIPTION:
Styptic, band iz Nisa
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My tears of rain I wont ever sober up
Ill ever be nearless cause Im stuck in clockwise
Well always be found on ancient addrress
Arhaic miths of no escape in clockwise.

As favor leave me tide here
Insane and wraped in the night
We dont need meaning well survive peeling our lifess
Forever is comercial size and ever ever it delivers not the reason why..
Forever leave me tide here
Insane and wraped in the night
Without a tittle or a plot
Well take a shot
I wanna bet on today

Chorus:

Suns like something day
Dresses in destiny
Stealing words,old paint
And back to the stream again

And only sound i ever here is old
Its not there yet loudest and its goes in clockwise
I sometimes dreams
That I am 40 years dead
And still trying to climb a fence
Of clockwise