Why drink the water from my hand? Contagious as you think I am Just tilt my sun towards your domain. Your cup runneth over again.
Don't scream about Don't think aloud Turn your head now baby Just spit me out Don't worry about Don't speak of doubt Tourn your head now baby Just spit me out
Why follow me to higher ground? Lost as you swear I am. Don't throw away your basic needs, Ambiance and vanity.
December promice you have unto me December whispers of treachery December clouds are now covering me December songs no longer I sing
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