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4am Song


Who is this girl who broke my tethers to the world, and now I'm dying for a girl. Look down to earth and see them living on below, and never know the things I know. But I'll show, you now... I can't sing quite loud enough for you here in space, my love. And you're my lordship and my lady and my grace, my love. And I can't help but smile when i see your pretty face, my love. And I will wish goodnight as you retire to your place, my love. The sappy songs and all the mental music wildfire, manic pronks of gabber livewire. Wont ever leave, my own thoughts buzz angrily at me because I thought you were the key. But you won't, come out... I can't sing quite loud enough for you here in space, my love. And you're my lordship and my lady and my grace, my love. And I can't help but smile when i see your pretty face, my love. And I will wish goodnight as you retire to your place, my love. You keep me up, but never close to touch, but that is almost close enough, for me. you see. I can't sing quite loud enough for you here in space, my love. And you're my lordship and my lady and my grace, my love. And I can't help but smile when i see your pretty face, my love. And I will wish goodnight as you retire to your place, my love. I can't this song for you in outer space, my love. I lost track of all the role you have played, my love. I can't even bear to see your face, my love. I tried to say goodnight before you left me in that place.
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