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My brain is haunted by this scent |
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it takes me back to a past event |
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it's like a drug that I need every day |
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I need to preserve it, have to get it my way |
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Forever I'll have this desire |
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this scent - keeps me alive and fills my soul |
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Forever engulfed by its fire |
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this scent - consumes my mind and takes control |
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The feeling I get when memory comes back |
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gives me something in my life I lack |
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it takes me away to the place I seek |
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and my being reaches its highes peak |
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I follow the trail it leaves behind |
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boxing it up is on my mind |
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preserving this scent is my aim |
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I satisfy my senses, that scent must sustain. |
