"I get what I want this time baby."
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Foul temptress I want it too
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This hell, this doom baby
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I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought
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Desire in my lips is precious to me
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Like air or blood or jewels that shine in the sky baby
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Or sweat that runs down your spine like a river
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I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought
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Desire in my lips is precious, precious to me
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A Conversation With The Devil
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| Gatsby's American Dream |
