WET NAMES BY PRINCE JOE

WET NAMES

This is me burning inside your fake impression
Of things that taste like soaked smiles beneath

The beautiful things we dance ourselves into,
Like holding ourselves into our shadows

And beginning to feel the potency of voices
Yes,voices.Voices that wears the best of you,

Voices that mixed with the echoes of the,
Chest you fall into - in a pit of relaxation.

Your name is a music tearing in soft tones,
The sounds are tips of danceable distractions

But there's no epic in the red bottles of beers
I drank during the sane movement of my heart,

Which means: you've fake me into your body,
And I have tore you into pieces of sorrowful laughter,

Still,you renew emotion from fake expression;
Can we change the love lost into another city?

I guess we are lost here at the junction of consciousness.

We are both not in a wet dreams of seekers,
We are both not in a relationship of birds,

We are both not into rivers of addicted smoke,
We are both not into a body of chorus song,

We are both not into nothing, I mean; nothing,
So, find your farewell and let's bid ourselves

The language we knew we both understand,
Because love is everything holding our passion.

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