| I lie in an early bed thinking late thoughts
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| Waiting for the black to replace my blue
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| I do not struggle in your web
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| Because it was my aim to get caught
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| But daddy longlegs, I feel
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| That I’m finally growing weary
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| Of waiting to be consumed by you
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| Give me the first taste
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| Let it begin
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| Heaven cannot wait forever
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| Darling, just start the chase
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| I’ll let you win
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| But you must make the endeavor
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| Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
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| Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
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| Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
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| And I’m building memories
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| On things we have not said
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| Full is not heavy as empty
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| Not nearly my love
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| Not nearly my love
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| Not nearly
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| Give me the first taste
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| Let it begin
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| Heaven cannot wait forever
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| Darling, just start the chase
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| I’ll let you win
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| But you must make the endeavor
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| The first taste
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| Let it begin, heaven cannot wait forever
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| Start the chase, I’ll let you win
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| But you must make the endeavor |