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Nov 2015
The thing with you is that
you occupy my mind
like a squatter-
There all the time and never leaving.
It makes me happy.
You've made yourself at home in
that small little cottage up there,
Filled it with warmth and music,
food and love.
And at night?
All we do is dance the night away
Dance the pain away
by Benny benassi
Creep
Written by
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   Firefly, Innocent, ---, ryn and Earl Jane
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