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You're the first and the last time that I'll ever try. |
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Do you think of me |
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Sacred water flow from me. To dray him ever near. As endless rivers run to sea. His path to me is clear. |
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Whats for you, Will not pass you. |
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Sometimes it's best to forget how you feel |
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Butterflies in my stomach, |
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You can hit me, |