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Try to be different...
There sat the beautiful princess crying
Left all alone and slowly dying...
Jump . . .
Standing on the roof...
My twisted lullaby,
music notes from my music box, playing in my mind...
1:47
It is still too dark to be awake...
The empty shell of my former self
Like the barrenness of a dry well...
Deadly be the day.
The icy air blows...
Hearing your voice calling me whispering my name...
Both in bed, clothes are off
Let this game of lust begin...