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Steam slowly builds up now
Between my ears there is fog now
The smoothing sounds of your shower
Make my life this hour
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
When I gave you the ladyshave
Your heart's a pumping bass
And I like that
My heart is missing pace
And I like that
A ladyshave
I can see now
A ladyshave
Now I know how
Now I know
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
When I gave you the ladyshave
A lay a lay a lay a ladyshave
I can see now
That to do to do to do the ladyshave
Needs a know-how
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
I guess I must have messed it up
When I gave you the ladyshave
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I feel my heart slamming
Against my ribs
The smell of your body
And the touch of your lips
You are beyond all imagination
You are beyond all imagination
Gee, I love you so much I can look and I
Can touch
I can touch
My teenage sensation
Your skin must be from another world
My limbs are numbed with your
Pleasuredome
For the first time
A revelation
Beyond all imagination
Gee, I love you so much
I can look and I can touch
I can touch
My teenage sensation
And I think maybe it's wrong
How young is too young
How young is too young
My teenage sensation ?
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I am in love with God
I am in love with stars
I am in love with something
Coming close from far
You are in love with God
You are in love with stars
You are in love with something
That'll tell you who you are
They need love
They need God
They need guidance from above
You are in love with God
You are in love with stars
You are in love with something
That'll tell you who you are
Love God
Love God and affection
You know exactly what it means
Still you're only in your teens
They need love
They need God
They need guidance from above
Still you're only in your teens
You know exactly what it means
They need love
They need God
They need guidance from above
Come together
Still you're only in your teens
You know exactly what it means
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It's not you
It's me
It's not hate
It's love for you
Sleep now love
Sleep now
There will always be failure
How glad I am to be superhuman
Leave now love
Leave now
You will recover from that
It's not hate
It's love for you
How glad I am to be superhuman
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You are spending your time,
trying to keep me sterilized.
Somehow my needs,
are your consideration.
Hanging from your wrist.
Dangling on the edge.
What is the meaning of life?
If my dopey style is called yesterday?
I will meet you with my answers.
Forget your styling.
Me and my girl,
are keeping each other satisfied.
You head for the sky,
flying to see the potentials
I don't care if the scene is boiling.
Your code will change.
We are out of range.
Keeping each other satisfied.
Keeping each other satisfied.
Me and my girl,
are keeping each other satisfied.
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I feel light while the bubbles
Fly through the park
Up to the sky deadquiet
We are sinking into each other
We exceed our headroom
No need for acting clever
Because today we will spend together
All this day we will spend together
Bambi fly
Today is living
We are able to continue
Because the world
It is still breathing
It is good to be here with you
I am here
You are here
And today
Today is forever
My heart is where your mind is
When day leaves
It leaves us high and quiet
Inspired by each other
Bambi fly
Today is living
We are able to continue
Because the world
It is still breathing
It is good to be here with you
I am here
And you are here
And today
Today is forever
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Let me off your psychic cloud
'Cause everytime I go around
I sink deeper into your unconscious mind
And your warm heart-muscle
Let me off your mental cloud
'Cause everytime I go around
I keep losing sense of what goes on behind
In subconscious real life
I am a real life snoozer
Let me off your pensive cloud
'Cause everytime I go around
I keep drifting along where my mind is
Inside
I keep drifting along where my mind is
Inside
I am a real life snoozer
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If the pieces will not disappear
With the water
With my tears
Will you make me new
Will you make me new?
And if no-one helps me down
I will jump
Because I know you
Will you make me new
Will you make me new
Will you make me new
Will you make me new?
Because I know you
Will you make me new
Will you make me new
Will you make me new
Will you make me new?
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Gus Gus "Acid milk"
Ear drum pump inside my head
I fall down as if I'm dead
Acid milk is on it's way
In my stomach through my veins
Acid milk on every day
Adrenalin is running dry
I am on the milky way
Floating into this turbulant sky
Some space
In my stomach
Through my veins
Acid milk is on it's way
In my stomach
Through my veins
Acid milk is on it's way
Ear drum pump inside my head
I fall down as if I'm dead
I am on the milky way
Floating into this turbulant sky
Some space
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It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's love. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's love. It's love.
It's love. Love. It's love.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's not hate. It's not hate.
It's love. It's love.
It's love. It's love.
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I am wired
I am tired
Of being someone that i am not
Tired of showing
Tired of going along with all my lies
I wish that i was so strong
And i could tell you
That all this time i have been wrong
Been the wrongest girl in the world
Been the wrongest girl in the world
I have kept my face straight
And now it is too late
For bursting out into a song
I have been distant
Why would you listen
To someone who's been so far for so long?
I wish i dared to touch your face
And tell you what is behind my smile
I have been wrong
Been the wrongest girl in the world
Been the wrongest girl in the world
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