4.Cinematic Idea
We're pretty diamonds pouring out
all dancing on massive flowers
like horses pouring down
and where could we go？
We're pretty pictures painted out
Synapsing in crimson brainwaves
Oceans washing down
Where do we go
From here？ don't say nothing
I want it more than ever before
Yea Yea – Say something
You're a God upon your own shore
We're bloody lightning crashing down
Tap dancing on massive razors
God heads falling south
Where will we go
From here？ Don't say nothing
I want it more than ever before
Yea Yea – Say something
You're a God upon your own shore
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