Where is the life?
Inside, inside,
The space is rife
Transparent sky.
Where is the pass?
Upfront,upfront,
The answer- yes,
The loud stunt....
Where is the truth?
Above,above,
The morning youth,
The first bright love.
The happiness's alive inside....
Smile, blink , inhale,
And ride.....and ride....
Inside, inside,
The space is rife
Transparent sky.
Where is the pass?
Upfront,upfront,
The answer- yes,
The loud stunt....
Where is the truth?
Above,above,
The morning youth,
The first bright love.
The happiness's alive inside....
Smile, blink , inhale,
And ride.....and ride....
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