Ain't no color like the color of you
Never been a
Points of light
Swear to mother seen a billion points of
Devilhead putting devilhead on tonight
The fit's just right and it
Everything he thought he knew
Was alive and too sound
He was
Oh my
My Fool Heart
I wish you were a brand new
Not only long ride too high
No more living a lie
Gather 'round my little babies
I've got a tale to tell
Mary
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