| (weak from love
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| Weak from love…)
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| Do sing, do live, do dress for life
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| The page is turning
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| Burning books and movies
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| Tiny and crying, Third World woman
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| Suffer and sacrifice
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| For what though?
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| The house was empty
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| Raining with her
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| Lavender skin, she’s a healer for sure
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| The house was empty and raining with her
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| Lavender skin, she’s a healer for sure
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| Black arm, black boy
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| Black peach, leave the car
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| She’s falling, she’s aching
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| She’s wanting, she’s shouting at time
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| Staring at people, staring at fluff
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| A star in your movie, weak from love
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| Weak with love, dying for love
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| She’s dying from love
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| Weak from love…
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| She’s falling, she’s aching
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| She’s wanting, she’s shouting at time
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| Staring at people, staring at fluff
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| A star in your movie, weak from love
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| Weak with love… |