| Come below and belong,
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| Find a lung in the ice and calm
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| Your mind tonight
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| Invalid for a time,
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| All along the sum a plumb line
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| You’re mine tonight
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| Riding out The Idiot Ides,
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| I would do anything
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| Consonance come alive,
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| I will dark all the whites of your eye.
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| You’re mine tonight.
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| Plan for naught, Angeles,
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| You have alchemy, I have this.
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| You’re mine tonight.
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| Riding out a lull and a light.
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| Leave me paralyzed.
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| I would do anything.
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| Come above and alone,
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| All along my line of sight,
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| Your stick to my stone.
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| I would do anything. |