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Candy cans walks down To build a bonfire
To break my fall My baby, my sweet thing
Just maybe we could lose ourselves this time
Kind of the horseflies Dark princes of death
His tragic forces are heaven sent
In sweet things In a lovers breath
In knowing this was ment to be the last
A go-go-kids, a go-go-style
A suck suck kiss A suck suck smile
As always, in young need
A veiled promise to never die
On dead highways Her black beauties roam
For jungle angels So far from home
For a love lost A faded picture
To tread lightning To ink the lavender skies
So get on the bomb Get back where you belong
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