I can't sweep here
kiss him, kiss him!
oh... dirty lips
just two minutes to see
her eyes eating my dream
his mouth leading the quest
I have followed the queen
When I was reading my chest
Kiss him, kiss him!
cruel despair
you can't hide me
it's not fair
and pieces of parts of nothing
I swear, I really don't care
when they persist drawing about something
I'm busy with a tender nightmare
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