the light color in the room
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the sunshine seeping in
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doesn't mix with the black of
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death's angel looming in
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i've had enough of the
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brutal beatings and name callings
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to lose me to this bed
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bruised internally
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eternally
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your praise little gifts you spent your money
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and stuffed me with
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didn't amount to anything
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the attention i need is much more serious
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a kind of weight you couldn't lift
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even if your cheap career
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depended on it
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i need someone much more
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mysterious
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to be my miss
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to be my mistress
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Mistress [Piano Version]
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Red House Painters |