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By Perry Blake, Throw away your suitcase
Come back to bed
There is nothing I
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By Perry Blake, Moments come, moments go
There is nothing else
I will hide in
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By Perry Blake, She is wearing a complexion
Like the inside of a church
That
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By Perry Blake, (julia)
Never underestimate a girl - you are
Never underestimate a girl
You
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By Perry Blake, Passion rules the day
Passion rules the night
Passion rules the day
I
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By Perry Blake, (you've been whispering again)
Why does it have to have a
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By Perry Blake, (the pilot of your thighs)
Genevieve, genevieve
Dreaming of those castles in
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By Perry Blake, An orchestra of women are out to get me
They have
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By Perry Blake, I left my house in the clouds
I walked into someone's
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By Perry Blake, If I let you in. I'll never let you out
If
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By Perry Blake, Secrets in the shadows, it's breaking day now
A night eclipsed
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By Perry Blake, Tragic tenor sing to me
Of lust and deep depravity hello?
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By Perry Blake, Naked man dreaming of a naked god
Naked God dreaming of
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By Perry Blake, North star shining on you
April pretends to be june
Calm seas
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By Perry Blake, Pretty Love Songs
Sing a pretty love song
Sing it straight from
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By Perry Blake, Sandriam, leave on the lights
Sandriam, maybe tonight
Never win, never lose,
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By Perry Blake, Every night and every day
Comes a newly hatched decay
Nothing ever
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By Perry Blake, Still life is ours now
Still life alone
Did you know that
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By Perry Blake, In my life something was wrong
In her arms I could
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By Perry Blake, Morning has broken the silence of night
Now you'll have to
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By Perry Blake, They flew over the houses
Clipped the buildings wide
Flew over the
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By Perry Blake, They flew over the houses
Clipped the buildings wide
Flew
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By Perry Blake, Have you heard about the war in france?
6000 reasons
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By Perry Blake, Weeping tree, shoulders to the sky
Never understood why
Weeping tree, should've
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By Perry Blake, Drink to our demolished home
Wher loss resides alone
Like
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By Perry Blake, Wise is the man sleeps with the breeze
Nothing will
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By Perry Blake, Tragic tenor sing to me
Of lust and deep depravity