Your silence is hysterical with words, like from a TV set.
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Smoke with nicotine, your love with extreme, a bit.
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You talk, you talk, they don't understand.
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Only I look at you and do not even switch.
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So different, so different with you
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To disgrace, but we both love with a head.
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So different, so different with you
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covered in one wave.
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With her, with her, with her;
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her.
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her;
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I'll be with her, with her, next to her.
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Hands off her, they said - not mine.
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Well, I'll be with her until the end of our days.
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Hands off her, they said - not mine.
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Well, I'll be with her, with her ...
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We agree on everything, your eyes are dangerous.
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Together in sin city, millions of players.
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Hear his breath, we were here once.
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In it, everyone is looking for something, under tons of glass and dust.
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So different, so different with you
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To disgrace, but we both love with a head.
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So different, so different with you
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covered in one wave.
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With her, with her, with her;
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her.
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her;
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I'll be with her, with her, next to her.
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Hands off her, they said - not mine.
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Well, I'll be with her until the end of our days.
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Hands off her, they said - not mine.
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Well, I'll be with her, with her ...
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her.
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her.
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her.
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I'll be with her, with her, with her, with her. |