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So you think that you love that fragile voice? |
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Actually, you're possesed by a demon called love |
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She was the one I wanted |
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What I wanted at twenty-one |
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Blue hair and lipgloss |
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And killer eyeliner |
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I kept the note in my pocket |
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That was meant for her |
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I never dared to hand it over |
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In case she turned me down |
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So you think that you love those skinny legs? |
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Actually, you're possesed by a demon called love |
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She was the one I wanted |
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What I wanted at tweny-one |
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Blue hair and lipgloss |
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And killer eyeliner |
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I kept the note in my pocket |
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That was meant for her |
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Not too short but, I like to think that |
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That she hates me now |
