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Slides through the shadows
With her head in her hands
Ritual pleasure she don't understand
Looking for a reason to prove she exists
She knows that she's here
But don't know what she missed she's a
She so too much she so
'Cos she's grooving in green
Father and mother everyone's son
It's always finished before it's begun
She walks and she walks towards the light
The moment she gets there she loses her sight
Walking around she carries a knife
The last page is missing from the book of her life
Combing her hair she talks to the trees
It's another disease
She's so green much too green
She's grooving in green
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