Access my mind,
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Humour me, you act so precious,
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You speak out of season,
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You make your flag your only reason.
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I don't know if you changed since then,
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But I know your tricks, I think you're still sick,
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Would I be no more than you,
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If I tear your signs off and make your boots soft?
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Exit your ways,
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Essentialise all your memories,
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Pick up your cross
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Keep your fields green, keep your daydreams
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I don't know if you changed since then,
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But I know your tricks, I think you're still sick,
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Would I be no more than you,
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If I tear your signs off and make your boots soft?
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Skin
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| Peach |
