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that linger like a perfume, Old songs on repeat, What's that on the flip-side - Are the lyrics bittersweet ?
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Jolie Laide There she hangs, his masterpiece and her own, Immortalised in paint, painted over until, A finished moment masks all tha...
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We learn to point it's strange Baby thinks the toy is gone But it's just behind a book, Take the other from under your hat See the...
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