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DITTY LITTLE

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I'VE GOT NOTHING

NOTHING NEW

ALL THE RICHES

BENEATH ME

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I AM YOUR WINDOW

THROUGH WHICH YOU GAZE

AT THE TREETOPS

PLEASE

DON'T GET TOO

NEAR

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HOW I SUFFER    TO MAKE YOU SEE

HOW I

 

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HOW I SIT AND WAIT

AS IF LOVE WAS JUST AN EVIL HOUR

AWAY

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if this were a love song

i'd blush so tightly

describe the moonlight

that thrives on the back of hopeless neverendings

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RAISE YOUR HAND

THOSE IN FAVOUR OF A PUNISHMENT

THAT FITS

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THIS IS A LOVE SONG

IS THERE ANY OTHER

KIND?

THIS IS A LOVE SONG

DON'T READ BETWEEN THE LINES

I CURATE PAIN DON'T TRY TO REPAIR ME

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