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My eyes are needleswith eyes not so narrow |
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Another win and we were finished for a while |
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My love a head wound and your free, head wound |
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Don't know what |
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I even wanna try to be |
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Wake up, come on! |
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Your tongue makes it happen |
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A little prince with the golden money in his hands |
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I got my heaven warded |
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And you're not my ground |
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And we are all just alive |
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I just don't like them alone |
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And I can hear |
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Not so you'd know |
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The hand a man needs |
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And then one will a-lonehey! |
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Buckets run to princely ricketsfits where it's sold |
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Soon be outgrown |
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Bloody tie at best its broken |
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Least of dolls it goes unspoken |
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You should have known |
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Water's high, my clock's stopped ticking |
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This body's cold |
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Still growing bolder |
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Hey! |
