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Vermillion va längesen man lyssna på... She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalaties So fragile yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home Forever Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad) She is everything and more The solemn hypnotic My Dalia, bathed in posession She is so into me to me I get nervous, perverse when I see her it's worse But the stress is astounding It's now or never she's coming home Forever Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad) Hard to say what caught my attention Vixen crazy, Aphid Attraction Carve my name in my face, to recognize Such a pheromone cult to terrorize I won't let this build up inside of me(x4) (Yeah!) I'm a slave, and I am a master No restraints and, unchecked collectors I exist through my need, to self-oblige She is something in me, that I despise I won't let this build up inside of me(x8) She isn't real, I can't make her real She isn't real, I can't make her real (She isn't real, I can't make her real) (She isn't real, I can't make her real)
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