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Sweet, cunning eyes try to take from me |
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You're too young, |
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I'm too wise, this is parody |
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A taste of what you like can be fatal sometimes |
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Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold |
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The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight |
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Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won't make me right' |
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Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me |
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Call it fate if you like or black comedy |
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Love, maybe lust, made me sweet sixteen |
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Sold my soul, lost control, nothing in between |
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A taste of what you want can be brutal sometimes |
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Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold |
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The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight |
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Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won't make me right' |
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Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me |
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Call it fate if you like or black comedy |
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The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight |
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Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won't make me right' |
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Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me |
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Call it fate if you like or black comedy |
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The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight |
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Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won't make me right' |
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Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me |
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Call it fate if you like or black comedy |