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Sleeve Of The Skin
Her giggles were make-believe, And her kindness built to decieve, She's cloaked in innocence You can dismantle me all you want, If I had a naive soul She's dazzling of white champagne, It puts excitement in these bones It's a habit that I cannot fight, You snatch the radar from my mind, The scent of your deception Come befuddle my disposition, You can have anything you want, Blows me a kiss now I can't see, This incantation that's upon me
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