Do you dare, Take a breath
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Do you dream of a tragic death
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I know you do
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Do you wail, do you weep
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Do you sing yourself to sleep
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You delicate flower
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And so what is love? And who am I?
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To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
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You were born, Forced from joy
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You're every girl and boy
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you know you are, you know you are
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And you dress, Like a dame
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And you burn on a catholic flame
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By the hours, by the hours
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And so what is love? And who am I?
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To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
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You possess, s'avoir faire
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Put cheap bleach on your hair
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You know you do, You know you do
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Do you dare, Take a breath
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Do you dream of a tragic death
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You delicate flower
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And so what is love? And who am I?
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To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
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And so what is love? And who am I?
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To dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
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From Your Favourite Sky
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| I Am Kloot |
