Mirrorman
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I can split myself to be under - her black hair
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see myself
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as the one I'd like to be sometimes - with her
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all over
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her bomb-shell-body
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run over - sugar
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Mirrorman
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follows feelings locked deep inside - yeah
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rambling man
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oh she wipes away the chill on my bones - with her eyes
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all over
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her bomb-shell-body
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run over - sugar!
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reflected in the lies I make everyday
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I'm paying his dues and I can't slip away
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is there any sense in carrying this on?
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wanna wake up some day to find out he's gone
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Mirrorman
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| 7 Zuma 7 |
