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Whimsy of Ruin [Intro] Oh, gather ‘round, my friends, hear the tales we weave, Of laughter and folly, and the dreams we never leave. [Verse 1] In the heart of the meadow where the wildflowers bloom, We danced with the shadows, chased away the gloom. Spinning round in circles, we painted skies so bright, Giddy with the moments, everything felt right. [Chorus] Oh, what a joyful noise we make, when we learn to spin and sway, With a whisper of true love and a hint of yesterday. Orgasm to ruin, we chase the fleeting thrill, With every step we take, we dance against the will! [Verse 2] Remember the stories, crooked lines we used to draw? We climbed the tallest trees and laughed when we would fall. With pockets full of daisies, we savoured all the sun, In the symphony of laughter, life had just begun. [Chorus] Oh, what a joyful noise we make, when we learn to spin and sway, With a whisper of true love and a hint of yesterday. Orgasm to ruin, we chase the fleeting thrill, With every step we take, we dance against the will! [Bridge] The hourglass is slipping, but the sand won’t feel the same, With every knock and tumble, we’re playing a silly game. Let’s pull the little strings, let’s sow the seeds of fun, We’re twinkling constellations, rising with the sun. [Verse 3] Now the years keep flowing, but the river never ends, We’re stitching up the moments, the laughter we commend. Through valleys and through mountains, with echoes in our hearts, We carry all our stories, they’re where the magic starts. [Chorus] Oh, what a joyful noise we make, when we learn to spin and sway, With a whisper of true love and a hint of yesterday. Orgasm to ruin, we chase the fleeting thrill, With every step we take, we dance against the will! [Outro] So raise your glass to the moments, both tender and unrefined, With laughter as our compass, we leave our doubts behind. In the whimsy of ruin, we’ll find a way to play, For every laugh is golden, and the memories won’t fray.