| I bear those tracks from our romance
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| A small keepsake of your performance
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| Anticipation grows as liberation flows from your fear
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| Respiration slows as desperation knows you are near
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| Sit tight don’t worry now
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| Sit tight and I’ll make you proud
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| My little china white where are you tonight comfort me just pretend
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| My little china white don’t make me fight for your love again
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| My little china white where are you tonight comfort me just pretend
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| My little china white don’t make me fight for your love again
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| Clear liquid pours from they eyes and this moth to butterflies
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| So it’s wings have been grafted and it’s colours line my casket
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| I’m ready for this place; |
| I’m ready for your grace
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| I’m ready for this place; |
| I’m ready for your grace
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| My little china white where are you tonight comfort me just pretend
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| My little china white don’t make me fight for your love again
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| My little china white where are you tonight comfort me just pretend
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| My little china white don’t make me fight for your love again |