| Strolling through
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| A lesion feels with you
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| Our lush, the first hypnotic phase
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| Cooin' words, melting
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| As cliches keep me
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| Turn into the next page
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| Everyday is a first time
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| For something at all
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| As compelling as you walk to me
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| And i to you
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| Upon this floor, magical symphony
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| Consumed by the freedom of stabilities
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| You feel familiar
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| A comfort that comes with years
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| Sparkles flush my skin
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| As we end up in tears as i
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| Trace your footsteps around the world
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| Pushing moving like your little girl
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| A glitter among the bird lies
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| Everyday is a first time
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| For something at all
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| As compelling as you walk to me
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| And i to you
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| Upon this floor, magical symphony
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| Consumed by the freedom of stabilities
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| You’re so pretty
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| You’re so pretty
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| Everyday is a first time
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| For something at all
|
| As compelling as you walk to me
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| And i to you
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| Upon this floor, magical symphony
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| Consumed by the freedom of stabilities
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| Curiosity has me pink and gold
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| Your kingdom of pretty
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| You’re so pretty |