Boy, my hyperventilating toy
You are atomic and i n n
I gots to gets me some love,
Cause it gets
Toss me turn me, it's up to you
The stars
Let me in, wash me out
Let me talk about love
Let
U got me like a junkie does
I need some pick
In my wildest dreams I've never been loved
In the skies
Feel me I'm numb
Put your skinny arms around me
Steal me
Well I
I got mysterious mind
Nobody wants your cool
Nobody wants your
Whatever made you want me
Another ghost I swear you are
Whatever
Ground swallow me again
A street without a name
A means without
I can kick a song wid you
I can kick
We are the toys that I got
So pure and disguised
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