Discipline and Deep Water - Frente!

You may have to run to come to this

Don’t catch your minds wrist

Oh, my god is deliver your children from adults

Only our prophets and heroines

Won’t bring you a normalcy

Break your heart just a wide enough to lie

This is a discipline of deep water

I am not the queen of anyone

Fuck later on

Who really are you without story to start you?

Hands in the fire until

He make your iron I will

Free, free, don’t believe in

This is one for new love fall-falling

Afraid to not to kiss you on the mouth

Hold your hands out

Fires there brings into knife like the air

When pleasure hurts you more than anything

I’m the one and the whispering her cheaper

Stop your mind just for long enough to stray

This is the only hold of every part