what are you, where do you come from
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your appearance hits me like a bomb
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the words I say seem to stammer my mind
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all you do makes my spirit wind
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from your head to your feet it's all fine
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and your eyes shiver down my spine
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make my day, make my life worthwhile
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you must teach me again how to smile
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how to cry how to feel what's inside
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and to know that I'm dignified
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I want love but I do want pain
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come to me 'cause I am insane
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I take the step now
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we know what to do
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you understand my call
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it's the crumbling of my denial
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no one sees how we play this game
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slowly we fan eachothers flame
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we want love and we sooth our pain
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we feel fine 'cause we are insane
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screaming out, see my rage
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feel my flesh, thickened by my age
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hear the tone of my call
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it's the crumbling of my denial
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you will be mine !
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The Crumbling
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| Orphanage |
