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Dec 2010
Don't say you love me
Don't look at me with those eyes
Don't get on your knees
and pray at the skies

I'm higher than a satellite
and your stuck on the street
Please don't call for me
the next time when we meet

Don't call for me
Don't call me when you can
Don't call for me
I won't be your superman

I'm not flying through your hoops again
You'll never be my wife
Don't ask me to stop your bullets
I won't save your life

Don't you torture me with your words
You know that I can feel
Just keep shooting those bullets
my heart is made of steel

My heart is made of steel, but even steel can dent
Superman still has his weakness just covered by might
My dear love you dent my steel
You are my kryptonite
WhyamIaSpoon
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