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作曲 : Ilya

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

The silence in this room occupies more space than the art on display

The silence in this room occupies more space than the art on display

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and d

作曲 : Ilya

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

The silence in this room occupies more space than the art on display

The silence in this room occupies more space than the art on display

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and does it matter

My heart is dragged by the sole of my shoe

I enter the room my existence is surreal

And I ask myself how do I look and d

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