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Oh tell me do you live in dreams |
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You're not exactly what you seem to be |
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Yeah, we want to follow |
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Alycen But come tomorrow we will want to run from |
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Alycen Oh no |
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You're so fashionably late |
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And you're wearing all that black like fate |
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You wanna run to the forest all the time |
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She's got a ring of serpents |
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One red, one green, entwined |
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She's got skeletons in her closet |
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That always seem to fall in line |
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I wonder if she's lost it in the head |
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Yeah, she just wants to get you into bad |
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Just take another prisoner, |
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Alycen Oh yeah, just tell another lie until it's done |
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Oh my Your name cannot be traced |
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And your theology is out of date |
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You wanna run to the fairies all the time |
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She offers you the ring of serpents |
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And she offers you her hand |
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It's not like love or friendship |
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It's something hidden |
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Oh the meeting's on, it's such a secret circle |
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Secret circle of, secret circle of, secret circle of... |
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Oh tell me do you live in dreams |
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You're not exactly what you seem to be |
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Alycen |
