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my life
I give to the one who guides my act
a smack from my lady tells me that she cares about scratching my back
I find
her mind brings
her boundless ammounts of stress
I feel
her reel
as he fingers grip tight on my chest
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one who guides my act
01:58
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my life
I give to the one who guides my act
a smack from my lady tells me that she cares about scratching my back
I find
her mind brings
her boundless ammounts of stress
I feel
her reel
as he fingers grip tight on my chest
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for you
01:39
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for you
my love
I give
my heart
my ribs
my blood
I tear
my hair
my eyes
are filled
with love
her sound
confounding
acts
that lack
distain
the way
she melds
in my
chest and
my veins
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where am i
00:54
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Where am I
With you
I'll never know
Are you here or did you already go
Nothing is ever how it should be.And that is the reason why you should kill me
Clearly flawed I am no man
It's given away with the way I stand
When I sip my feet touch the forwards, the kind of thing i'm thinking before
Where am I
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born to be silly
00:30
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Born to be silly
Forced to be stoic
Born to be silly
Forced to be stoic
Born to be silly
Forced to be stoic
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running away
02:42
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Let me know when you're done running away
I tend to cling
Cling on to everything
I'm fucking hanging on to the pathetic words I sing
All in my head
I thought that we'd be wed
But now I see that all my flaws made that feature dead
I fucking rot
and blow up every thought
I said, make a mental play of what I know is not
I know I obsess
My brain's a fucking mess
When she left, I say true, cause I thought I was just a test
Let me know when you're done running away
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my spies
01:59
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I will not touch you.
What are you looking at?
The sea.
Ah, yes.
The sea is always good.
There is nothing that I can look at for very long.
Except the sea.
What is the matter with your eyes?
Why can I not see myself in your eyes?
love is slowing you down, my lady.
I will catch you at last, if you love much more.
There is only one thing that has ever made me happy.
What is that?
Do not mock me.
I know very well what you have come for.
And you
know very well that I have them.
Try to take them, if you can, but do not mock
me.
I know you.
Knew you as soon as I saw you on the road, coming to
my door.
Since then, there is no movement of yours that has not betrayed you:
A pace,
A glance,
A turn of the head,
The flash of your throat as you breathe
Even your way of standing perfectly still,
they were all my spies
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