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She loves like all her lovers will always leave tomorrow
And here on this floor are shapes of murder scenes,
Dark shadows curse the smiling naked dolls, cover the hallow,
Remember yesterday before you will give in.
She sings like all her music will never meet tomorrow
And now from this piano the sounds have made their will,
Strange flames arise from teddy bears eyes, embrace the sorrow,
Leave all the joy outside before sheâ€™ll sing your sin.
Please, give me your soul, she said, for a little control,
youâ€™ll still be in charge, youâ€™ll play the main role,
Please understand, I begged, thereâ€™s nothing I own,
To knock on your heart, I've reached my last goal.
She runs like all her steps will never reach tomorrow
And on these open fields the past will hunt her down,
High answers grow in every single crow, prepare the arrow,
Hit hard and fast and run to catch her falling crown.
Please, hand me your thoughts, she said, for a little control,
youâ€™ll still be in charge, I'll play minor role,
Please, understand, I begged, thereâ€™s nothing I know,
To learn in your arms, I've sold mindâ€™s ozone.
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