Brush by gracefully
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A love as big as a risk
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Fills you up
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And you can't look on
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The breath of god in my mouth
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A love you can taste
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God get some paste
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He and I, breath to breath
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Clothed in saliva
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Healing through your arm
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I cant stop hungering for otherness.
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I forgot the use
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My head fall out the sky
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And crashed into my palms
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Jesus God valentine
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Love
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On the tip of it
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The old rivers lack of other sweet scents
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So sweet
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You are a woman just as you are a man
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Creeping on the Gas
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Is a magic love, like,
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Like a Flights, clouded peak
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I was choking on the blood
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Whose camouflages, lack of soul
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Whose misty fire, muses soul
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Kneeling by the harm
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Which is promising the way
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His poor essence, under the truth
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love and heart polish itself
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I slid my heels but slowly ran
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So send Lucifer into hell
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Seekers who are
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| Cocteau Twins |
