🎵 treasure, my treasure - kaya deus 🎵

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Published 2019-05-08
And I woke up inside of my mind again. And I’m wondering why again. ‘Cause I just want to hear the sound of the real thing when you talk to me. And I just want to feel the ground trembling when you walk with me.

And all that gold above the ground, I’d rather just be sleeping than waiting for the sound of a trumpet call from my room of gold, I’d rather us be talking than doing what I’m told from a treasure room. Worthless treasure room, don’t you know I’d trade it all just to get to look at you?

You are my treasure. You are my treasure. Don’t you know you’re my treasure?

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