| J: It’s fruit with cake and like, cinnamon, it’s very fruity and good
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| What’s this album about, Jenny?
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| J: It’s about vampires
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| No?
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| J: Yeah
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| What?
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| J: Well, it’s about more things than that but, a large theme of it-
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| That is so basic, it’s about vampires
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| J: It’s about blood-
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| Like capitalism
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| It works like unrequited love that way
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| It never rests
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| Just like I need the love I’m not getting from you
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| And all the people in the world
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| Are in-between you and I in that way
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| And in the way of love
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| You must be disgusted
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| But I need to keep writing because everything else is death
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| I’m self-sufficient, mad, endlessly producing
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| I don’t need money, I just need your love
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| Or your approval, anything
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| Like capitalism
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| It works like unrequited love that way
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| It never rests
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| Just like I need the love I’m not getting from you
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| And all the people in the world
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| Are in-between you and I in that way
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| And in the way of love
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| Any sign is a promise of love, of being exposed
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| A staged ritual undressing taking a place of consummation
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| I’m here writing, working, making myself
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| Available for love
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| Making myself available for love
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| Because I love you
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| Because I love you
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| Because I love you
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| I just need a sign
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| Any recognition is a reward
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| Because I love you |