I take offer of your open window, oh
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And permit myself the nearness of you
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Even just the scent of what you've left behind
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Drives me in circles of lust
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Oh your crumbs and your dust
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I enter each room and perform for you
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Might you love me alone for my skill and grace
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How we tease and chase
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This song for you
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I hum in your favorite key
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Please render me adoringly
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But sweet ribbons you vex me
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When your treachery holds me fast
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My adoration only led me straight into your trap
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I beheld them a gift for me
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Never dreamed they'd extinguish me
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Though perfumed, my wings are torn
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A fallen warrior
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Oh why do you despise
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Only criticize me
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Your wrath collides
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With the love that resides
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In kaleidoscope eyes
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You care not for my speed and bravery
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You only think me base and dirty
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But I love you still darling
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You multiply in my eyes
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I wished only to care for you
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Make beautiful your castaways
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You see all life is bound with this grace
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I regenerate hope with every morsel on which I feed
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And in return all I ask is compassion and tenderness
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That's all any lover really needs
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And now you know
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I cherished you so
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I'll perish though, become your dust
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Love Song Of The Fly
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| Mirah |
