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olour my senses in crayon, |
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Take me to task when there's reason, |
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To judge me for lust or for treason, |
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I cease to exist in the dark, |
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I turn my face towards the sun. |
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Take a sentence and repeat until the siren sings, the siren sings, |
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Take a sentence and repeat until the siren sings, the siren sings |
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They ambush the outcome and swept her aside, |
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An easy acquaintance would stay be my side, |
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Through trials infected with poisonous smiles, |
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Through sulphur clouds they sat behind. |
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The struggle to conform, the comfort we seek, |
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The tingling assemblance of how we perceive, |
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The future that faced us when we all began |
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Our journey from mother to woman or man, |
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They'll sweep you up to sky above |
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And erase your memory away, |
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Take a sentence and repeat until the siren sings, the siren sings, |
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Take a sentence and repeat until the siren sings, the siren sings |
