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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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