Van Gogh lent me his ear
Now the picture is clear
I
You always appease me
With beautiful lies
You must be godlike
Cuz nothing's
Oh God we're here
And goodbye chokes on my tears
While your
Haunting you
Summon me
A star will shoot tonight
I call the shots
I
Crawl on my tongue
Breathe your life in my lungs
Dig in
I could make some music touching you
Give me some
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