| What I keep in my night table drawer
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| You wouldn’t like to know
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| And you wouldn’t wanna see
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| Where I go in my dreams
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| If I sleep at all
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| You, you never try to get me
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| You just wanted to have me
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| You have me
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| And you, you don’t even taste me
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| You just eat and digest me
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| So I compose my cold, beaten bones
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| Into a lovely fake
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| Something nice to be around
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| Something easy to hold
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| A simple choice to make
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| You, you never try to get me
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| You just needed to have me
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| You have me
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| And you, you don’t even taste me
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| You just eat and digest me
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| I hope you don’t mind I leave traces behind
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| A girl in the snow
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| Maybe I’m scared
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| I won’t find my way back
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| When you finally decide I should go
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| Why, why would you try to get me
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| When all you need is just a lovely fake
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| For your wall
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| I’m liquid running
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| There’s a sea secret in me
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| It’s plain to see it is rising
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| But I must be flowing liquid diamonds |