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Faster than the earth is turning |
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Looking up my eyes are burning |
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At night alone I'm walking |
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Black cat clever stalking |
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In the grotto impatient waiting |
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Before long I see your face and |
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Whisper a word of greeting |
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Secret lover's midnight meeting |
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Chill wind our bodies biting |
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Whipping round like bolts of lightning |
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Full moon to some is frightning |
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Senses reeling pulses tightning |
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In your arms passion rising |
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Looking deep into your eyes and |
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Body movements hypnotizing |
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Scratching biting screaming crying |
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As I'm raised out of my body |
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I'm looking down from above |
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To be rather than to seem |
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Eyes meet no word is spoken |
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Bruised backs and bodies broken |
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Sitting back the pipe we're token |
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Bullets shot barrels smoken |
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Hot sweat our bodies gleaming |
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In our heat and passion steaming |
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Laid back to sleep I'm sinking |
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Of the nights events I'm thinking |
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As I'm raised out of my body |
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I'm looking down from above |
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To be rather than to seem |
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As I'm raised out of my body |
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I'm looking down from the sky |
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To seem rather than to be |