| Well I could feel the sections of my
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| Brain detaching
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| I could feel the fluid in my head go bad
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| I could see my future in his
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| Leather jacket
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| Shining in the darkness of
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| My schoolboy past
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| Box of Girl Scout Thin Mints
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| And a pack of Winstons
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| In a single incident I was changed
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| Now I’m a little creature
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| In the lazy evening
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| I’m a little creature
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| And they can’t catch me
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| Lying semi-naked on his rooftop dreaming
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| Dreaming of the creature
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| That I used to be
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| Box of Girl Scout Thin Mints
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| And a pack of Winstons
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| And a new existence soon found me
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| I looked a real long time
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| To find the border
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| Of a kingdom of love, outside the
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| Reigning order
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| And I found my angel on a motorcycle
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| I’m a queer for life
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| Outlaw, outsider and uh
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| In a single instance
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| I joined the true resistance
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| I lost my innocence
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| To a boy named Vincent
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| In a single instant I was set free |