Here is the deal, you must find guesses in this room.
Among these greens and reds and yellows lies a blue.
Lit our plan, scapes mortal chains?
You wear this blindfold and to rest, we twirl the door.
Let's bend over backwards, and ?
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards, and ?
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards,
Drown out ?
And all the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.
On said the rod and reel, revealing into dawn.
I'll take your word, these hills are green and rise with ?.
Lift our plan, scapes mortal chains?
So I feel the colors in this field are now blue.
Let's bend over backwards, and ?
To try, and try, try.
Let's bend over backwards, and ?
To try, and try, try.
And collect ?
?
All the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.
All the bells were out of unison,
I knew not why the latitude carried on,
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was built on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were told or taught,
And all of our knees were carved with sand from Leningrad.
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