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It's that desire over love I have to turn around and cut my bet today |
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'Cause you're my ceiling of plankton |
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You hold a white light |
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And you know |
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You got that keeping it warm |
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Got to tie it |
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Just like my favorite spittle |
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And the glow |
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You purple star |
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And when you notice all your stars are in line |
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Yes, yes you'll find me |
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I'll be there waiting right behind |
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And when you notice that your heart is bleeding |
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Mine is bleeding, too, |
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That magic walk that's in your skies |
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I'll give you all my gush |
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You make me feel you make me blush |
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You make me go wow |
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My whole mind |
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And when you notice all your stars are in line |
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Yes, yes you'll find me |
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I'll be there waiting right behind |
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And when you notice that your mind is fleeting |
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Mine is fleeting, too, |
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That magic walk that's in your skies |
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But I'll give you all my gush |
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You make me feel you make me blush |
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You make me go wow |
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My whole mind |
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But I'll give you all my gush |
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You make still you make me blush |
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You make go wow |
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My whole mind |