wish upon a shooting star
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for heightened contemplation of suicide
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kiss of death with a birth defect
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or eulogy gets the best of me
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in this dark and scary world
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these fucked up images control everything
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controlling my passion to lose it all
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if you know what i mean
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and i want you in my room
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and i want you in my bed
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girl don't turn the lights off
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i want to see your eyes
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and i want you on my floor
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and i want you one time more
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cause i can't get enough
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you're so indiscreet so anonymous
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loaded words weigh down phrases
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holding too much clout
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this conversations turned to rambling
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this relationship has turned to nothing
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so keep screaming baby
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cause i am wrong
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and two can make it right
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and i want you in my room
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and i want you in my bed
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girl don't turn the lights off
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i want to see your eyes
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and i want you on my floor
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and i want you one time more
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cause i can't get enough
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you're so indiscreet so anonymous
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and she's all mine
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and i want you in my room
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and i want you in my bed
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girl don't turn the lights off
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i want to see your eyes
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and i want you on my floor
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and i want you one time more
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cause i can't get enough
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A Second Chance To Make A First Impression
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| Asteria |
