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Sep 2013
You point to your third eye
And raise it like a rhino
But I only hear your song
I only hear your song

You dance on stage for pleasure
But I only feel pain
And I only hear your song
I only hear your song

I can see you
If only I could read you
I breathe with you
But somehow the air is different

It grows like a tree
But is it sorcery

They turn you on
They get you in
Until
You drop out of your own free will
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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