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Well now here we are, |
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Irises like glazy stars, |
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Driving round in rusty cars, |
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Wheels won't get us there. |
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Once there you can't come back, |
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Death by chocolate it's a fact, |
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Mashima made the final act, |
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Too sweet for us to bare. |
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I will follow, |
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Where you go from here? |
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I can swallow, |
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You know I'm so sincere. |
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The one lie |
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I can concede, |
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Is how Adam took the fruit from |
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Eve, Ignoring the cocoa leaf, |
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Lying on the ground. |
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But once there was no way back, |
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Death by chocolate it's a fact, |
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Marcus has that hidden knack, |
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Making it feel real. |
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I will follow, |
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When you go from here? |
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I will follow, |
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In that is crystal clear. |
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I will follow, |
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Where you go from here? |
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I can swallow, |
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In that I'm so sincere. |
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I will fall for you, |
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Like a sailor falls to sea. |
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I will fall with you, |
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When you fall for me. |
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Well now here we are, |
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Irises like glassy stars, |
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Driving round in rusty cars, |
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Wheels won't get us there. |
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Once there you can't come back, |
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Death by chocolate it's a fact, |
|
Mashima made the final act, |
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Too sweet for us to bare. |
