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I used to know this wretched girl
I made her open for me
I took her heart and I kissed it clean,
But she still kicks against me
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Maybe she's creating me
Mistaken accidentally
For a girl I used to know
In darkness permanently
If I find her the perfect line
My sickness might desert me
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
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