The very first time that I saw you
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Caressed my mind, attracted my view
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It happened in the attic of a friend party
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I stood on the side of the uninitiated
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All the others say you really make it
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I passed the edge and got myself loaded with gold
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turns me so cold
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Rays of gold shine through the rivers of my blood
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I touch your skin and you get me fixed up
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I'm the tear-away of the neighbourhood, I steal, I infest
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I'm hunting for your beauty that separates you from the rest
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I admit my addiction, in spite of a code
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The season is often and I need to score
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I'm after spring tide like a fish on the shore
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I crack for the needle that puts me in the mood
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With gold
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Makes me so cold inside
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Rays of gold shine through the rivers of my blood
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I touch your skin and you get me fixed up
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Panoramic sight sitting in a chair
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On top of a mountain making love with the air
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Big white whales pass me by
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Give me some time to consider
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Don't leave 'cos I feel so good
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Food for graves, that's for sure
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Don't leave I start leaving cold
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You got another thing coming
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I crawl on my knees searching for your smell
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I want you on top of me, you treat me so well
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Got no time to waste and loads of things to taste
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OVER-DOSE
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Gold
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