| Smell your technicolour in your eyes
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| Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
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| Treat you like the sound of lightning, staring at the sun is blinding
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| Like a bottle rocket in the sky
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| Dressed to the nines like a black cats eyes
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| You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
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| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
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| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
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| And it goes…
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| Wearing a psychotic red alert
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| Your bouquet of flowers in the dirt
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| Radioactive primal, Nuclear is so delightful
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| Wear a decal where you know it hurts
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| Dressed to the nines like a black cats eyes
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| You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
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| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
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| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
|
| And it goes…
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| Smell your technicolour in your eyes
|
| Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
|
| Treat you like the sound of lightning, staring at the sun is blinding
|
| Like a bottle rocket in the sky
|
| Dressed to the nines like a black cats eyes
|
| You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
|
| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
|
| Wow that dirty dress is so loud
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| And it goes… |