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In a forest pitch-dark |
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Glowed the tiniest spark |
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It burst into flame |
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Like me, like me |
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My name Isobel, married to myself |
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My love Isobel, living by herself |
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In a heart full of dust |
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Lives a creature called lust |
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It surprises and scares |
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Like me, like me |
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My name Isobel, married to myself |
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My love Isobel, living by herself |
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When she does it she means to |
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Moth delivers her message |
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Unexplained on your collar |
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Crawling in silence, a simple excuse |
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Nana na nana, nana na nana |
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In a tower of steel |
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Nature forges a deal |
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To raise wonderful hell |
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Like me, like me |
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My name Isobel, married to myself |
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My love Isobel, living by herself |
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When she does it she means to |
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Moth delivers her message |
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Unexplained on your collar |
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Crawling in silence, a simple excuse |
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Nana na nana, nana na nana |
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Nana na nana, nana na nana |