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Jun 2014
It was spiritual
The way you brought my hands behind my back
Like I was praying to some kind of backwards god
Brainwashed by confused religion
But you kissed me so good
That I prayed to a God that solely existed for me

I prayed to you
I prayed for us
Sirens
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Sirens  New York
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