Coke Babies, Pt. II</a>


    Easy pain, easy touch


    Easy words, easy code


    Easy notion, easy doubts


    Easy motion, easy shout


    Easy call, easy ties


    Easy listening, easy lies


    Easy agony, to easy comfort


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    Easy talk, easy laugh


    Easy above, easy below


    Easy faith, anywhere I go


    Easy walk, easy half


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    Easy sleep, easy sight


    Easy colors, for easy nights


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    I woke up scentless


    I know easy questions


    I demand easy answers


    Don''t bother if they are pointless


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    Easy need, easy relief


    Easy clover, easy luck


    Another kid in love, behind the wall


    Easy pluck, easy trust


    Easy tumble, for easy fall


    Easy lover, easy letter


    Easy lecture, come easy pleasure


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    Easy stealing, easy thievery


    Easy practice, easy fun


    Easy shell, easy bells


    Easy feelings, easy heart


    Easy victory, easy won


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    And I get up in the morning, autumn falls


    Another day goes by, all you do is cry


    There are no answers, no single questions


    You feel better, you feel stronger


    Counting weird numbers, you began to wonder


    A thought that never changes into your silence face


    When you leave this home filled in of empty spaces


    Nobody lasts until kingdom come


    Everyone succeedes of empty thrones


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    の三日月の下で


    Under The Crescent Moon


    Book Two:


    Laughing Stock


    A love story


    by Janet K. Wallace