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You are 18 year old girl who live in small city in Japan |
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You heard me on the radio |
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About one year ago and you wanted to know |
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All about me and my hobbies |
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My favorite food and my birthday |
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Why are you so far away from me? |
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I need help and you're way across the sea |
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I could never touch you, I think it would be wrong |
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I've got your letter, you've got my song |
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They don't make stationary like this where I'm from |
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So fragile, so refined |
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So I sniff and I lick |
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Your envelope and fall to little pieces every time |
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I wonder what clothes you wear to school |
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I wonder how you decorate your room |
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I wonder how you touch yourself |
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And curse myself for being across the sea |
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Why are you so far away from me? |
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I need help and you're way across the sea |
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I could never touch you, I think it would be wrong |
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I've got your letter, you've got my song |
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And then I shaved my head and tried to be a monk |
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I thought the older women would like me if I did |
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You see mom, I'm a good little boy |
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It's all your fault, momma |
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It's all your fault |
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Goddamn, this business is really lame |
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I gotta live on an island to find the juice |
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So you send me, your love from all around the world |
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As if I could live on words and dreams and a million screams |
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Oh, how I need a hand in mine to feel |
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Why are you so far away from me? |
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Why are you so far away from me? |
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I could never touch you, I think it would be wrong |
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I've got your letter, you've got my song |
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I've got your letter, you've got my song |
