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Shape Me Brake Me Fake Me Dont Forsake Me

the end is clear just like the sky and the star is shot past that aint no lie making you boil inside just like the sun hoping that soon the rain will come take me home bring me round take me home take me round once a lover boy is he she is told that it aint so how can i ever beleave what is not relly known bring me round take me home send me down to the un known i cold be reacting over this far too much well keep me unsober and i wont think of such take me known bring me down my seeds are sewn help me round

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