| I take offer of your open window, oh
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| And permit myself the nearness of you
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| Even just the scent of what you’ve left behind
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| Drives me in circles of lust
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| Oh your crumbs and your dust
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| I enter each room and perform for you
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| Might you love me alone for my skill and grace
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| How we tease and chase
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| This song for you
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| I hum in your favorite key
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| Please render me adoringly
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| But sweet ribbons you vex me
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| When your treachery holds me fast
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| My adoration only led me straight into your trap
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| I beheld them a gift for me
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| Never dreamed they’d extinguish me
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| Though perfumed, my wings are torn
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| A fallen warrior
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| Oh why do you despise
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| Only criticize me
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| Your wrath collides
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| With the love that resides
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| In kaleidoscope eyes
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| You care not for my speed and bravery
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| You only think me base and dirty
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| But I love you still darling
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| You multiply in my eyes
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| I wished only to care for you
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| Make beautiful your castaways
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| You see all life is bound with this grace
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| I regenerate hope with every morsel on which I feed
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| And in return all I ask is compassion and tenderness
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| That’s all any lover really needs
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| And now you know
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| I cherished you so
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| I’ll perish though, become your dust |