| He used to call me DN
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| That stood for deadly nightshade
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| Cause I was filled with poison
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| But blessed with beauty and rage
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| Jim told me that
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| He hit me and it felt like a kiss
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| Jim brought me back
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| Reminded me of when we were kids
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| This is ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| I can hear sirens, sirens
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| He hit me and it felt like a kiss
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| I can hear violins, violins
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| Give me all of that ultraviolence
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| He used to call me poison
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| Like I was poison ivy
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| I could have died right there
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| Cause he was right beside me
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| Jim raised me up
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| He hurt me but it felt like true love
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| Jim taught me that
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| Loving him was never enough
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| This is ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| I can hear sirens, sirens
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| He hit me and it felt like a kiss
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| I can hear violins, violins
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| Give me all of that ultraviolence
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| We could go back to New York
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| Loving you was really hard
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| We could go back to Woodstock
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| Where they don’t know who we are
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| Heaven is on earth
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| I will do anything for you, babe
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| Blessed is this, this union
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| Crying tears of gold, like lemonade
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| I love you the first time
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| I love you the last time
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| Yo soy la princesa
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| omprende mis white lines
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| Cause I’m your jazz singer
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| And you’re my cult leader
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| I love you forever,
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| I love you forever
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| This is ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| Ultraviolence
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| I can hear sirens, sirens
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| He hit me and it felt like a kiss
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| I can hear violins, violins
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| Give me all of that ultraviolence |