| Let me pinch
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| Everywhere, i see
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| Let me see
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| Till you being smooth like silk
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| Let me dance with you
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| Hiding above
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| Never been that deep but i still keep falling
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| Let me pinch
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| Everywhere, i see
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| Let me see
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| Till you being smooth like silk
|
| Let me dance with you
|
| Hiding above
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| Never been that deep but i still keep falling
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| Shadows on the wall
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| Heartbeats keeping to the sound of the small
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| Grow right till the burgeons bloom that flowers
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| In my love and the household
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| Doom that speechless oblivion
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| Long people never alone
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| Cause for realists whatever the motive
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| There is no motive
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| For me, but that love i have never been on
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| Like she calls me, but not on the phone
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| My muse gone then
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| Twilight stoned and headlights down
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| Like dogs in the fog over campside birds
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| But it feel, butterfly pills in the stomach
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| She’s lost in elaborate
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| Sick of a drama
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| Okinawa whispers, my princess
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| Never seen your hands, but it perfect kisses me
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| Every evening
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| Sorrying right about worrying 'bout myself
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| Let me pinch and choose than still
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| Let me pinch
|
| Everywhere, i see
|
| Let me see
|
| Till you being smooth like silk
|
| Let me dance with you
|
| Hiding above
|
| Never been that deep but i still keep falling
|
| Let me pinch
|
| Everywhere, i see
|
| Let me see
|
| Till you being smooth like silk
|
| Let me dance with you
|
| Hiding above
|
| Never been that deep but i still keep falling
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| In love |