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White light, white dress. White line, white mess. Royal blood, royal taste, waiting around to be betrayed. Isis comes to down to me, she brings her heart full of greed. Isis comes down to fallow me off to the blue noise cast at sea. London dreams and London flings. my London heart  on my Los Angeles sleeve. Red hearts and red fate, I've seen the lonely souls from every state. Lovely Isis shines so bright wallowing around in all her plight. Lovely Isis sings all night, Misty songs of losing fights. I called her a witch, I started the hunt. My lovely Isis, don't you run.
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Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 5:38 PM UTC
Lovely Isis
White light, white dress. White line, white mess. Royal blood, royal taste, waiting around to be betrayed. Isis comes to down to me, she brings her heart full of greed. Isis comes down to fallow me off to the blue noise cast at sea. London dreams and London flings. my London heart  on my Los Angeles sleeve. Red hearts and red fate, I've seen the lonely souls from every state. Lovely Isis shines so bright wallowing around in all her plight. Lovely Isis sings all night, Misty songs of losing fights. I called her a witch, I started the hunt. My lovely Isis, don't you run.
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Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 5:38 PM UTC
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