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Forbidden Fruit
Watching with attention
Dimensions
Every single letter in a sentence
even with my eyes shut
Vision in suspension
Recollecting thoughts making appropriate amendments
Trying to describe the high
It's more than meets the eye
It's more in depth the more you venture
The closer to this, the closer to pleasure
You'll never remember, anything better
Once you go through it, you know what to do with it
Once you get used to it, there's no improving it
Nothing could be closer to true bliss
Only there's no turning back, when you leave, who you grew here with
20 years have passed, and the light, still commands the dark
When you spark a flame, does you're light, travel very far?
Why be so ashamed, you're alright
No one's gonna come and get you
It's a game, not a fight
You need no one to the rescue
It must seem, every night,
That the brightest skies are fading
Never fear, for tomorrow, what we're all anticipating
Will arrive, very soon, keep your mind in tact for entry
To the kingdom of the highest, to the brightest kind of gentry
Dimensions
Every single letter in a sentence
even with my eyes shut
Vision in suspension
Recollecting thoughts making appropriate amendments
Trying to describe the high
It's more than meets the eye
It's more in depth the more you venture
The closer to this, the closer to pleasure
You'll never remember, anything better
Once you go through it, you know what to do with it
Once you get used to it, there's no improving it
Nothing could be closer to true bliss
Only there's no turning back, when you leave, who you grew here with
20 years have passed, and the light, still commands the dark
When you spark a flame, does you're light, travel very far?
Why be so ashamed, you're alright
No one's gonna come and get you
It's a game, not a fight
You need no one to the rescue
It must seem, every night,
That the brightest skies are fading
Never fear, for tomorrow, what we're all anticipating
Will arrive, very soon, keep your mind in tact for entry
To the kingdom of the highest, to the brightest kind of gentry
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