Gimme danger little stranger
And I feel with you at ease
Gimme danger little stranger
And I feel your disease
There's nothing in my dreams
Just some ugly memories
Kiss me like the ocean breeze
Now if you will be my lover
I will shiver and sing
But you will be my master
I will do you anything
There's nothing left alive
But a pair of glassy eyes
Raise my feelings one more time
Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell.
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