Love. China. Japan. Dreams.

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Love, China, Japan, Dreams (X3)
It don't make sense to you, but it's crystal clear to me

Ché:
Weeping willow underneath the tree we dwell peacefully
Lost in love rooted ever so deeply
In sorrow, I held you closer than ever fighting against tomorrow
You said we'd be forever and my hungry heart swallowed
As our tree trunk was hollowed
I went ghost u went ghost, what the fuck i can't let go
While im losing grip on you fingertips, last kiss on heavens lips
Lord have mercy on my soul I haven't seen heaven since
During those nights when u were a million miles away
I would contemplate in dream state under a tree by a lake
But it would only be me
I heard your voice but it sounded far way and serta chinese
As you whispered to my heart about the happy tears your missing
What we had was pure and potent unaffected by the system
Raise me up crane style hold me down like sumo
Make my heart flip judo my numero uno

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Pacman:
Truth be told, my numero uno's style was a little like judo
Or maybe even sumo
Together fighting' the ridged system
Still missing the diversity it needs
From the Portuguese, Pakistan, Chinese, and me and her
Taking time away at the mental lake
Placed up in my mental state
Just for us to get away
And since I been with her I haven't seen heaven since
But when we part ways I can get a taste of heaven's lips
Cuz sometimes I can feel her slipping from my finger tips
But I love her so the thought of losing her makes my fingers grip
I can't let go
To keep her every I fight the satanic ghost that lie
In between the hallow halls
Things get icy as if i were to swallow halls
So no writing for tomorrow
Forget the pain and the sorrow
Rooted deeply
Together we lay peacefully
Under The Weeping Willow

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