I have never seen such a light, and yes and no
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It's a glow from her planet, a merger
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My color with her light, merging
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No color will be seen, without her light, Radiance
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I have never seen such a light, and yes and no
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It's a glow from her planet, a merger
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My color with her light, merging
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No color will be seen, without her light, Radiance
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I haven't finished drinking this mug yet,
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And you are already pouring more
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Again you smeared everything with your mascara,
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Well, wipe it off your cheeks
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Well, where else are you going?
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The bag is full, you understand?
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This is your limit
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And what should you do, I don't know
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I know that I will rhyme
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She clapping her eyelashes walks along the street
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There is no smile on the face, and not a single finger of the ring,
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And he does not bathe, although the sun shines strongly
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Reminds me of a dream
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Falsetto for sexphone
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Mono sound, fingers dance on phono waltz
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Here is a promo from Roma
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I went out into the street, and there was no one there.
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Maybe there is me
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Maybe there is, but
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I don't take it off, but with the glow of the planets
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Maybe there is me
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Maybe there is, but
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I am not with them, but with the radiance
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Radiance from her head
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Looks like nothing else
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I will never find in myself, alas
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What's under her skin
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Maybe there is me
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Maybe there is, but
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I don't take it off, but with the glow of the planets
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Maybe there is me
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Maybe there is, but
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I am not with them, but with the radiance
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Radiance from her head
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Looks like nothing else
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I will never find in myself, alas
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What's under her skin
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I haven't finished drinking this mug yet,
|
And you are already pouring more
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Again you smeared everything with your mascara,
|
Well, wipe it off your cheeks
|
Well, where else are you going?
|
The bag is full, you understand?
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This is your limit
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And what should you do, I don't know |