Is there a place deep within
A place where you hide you're
darkest sins
There's a strange kind of ambiance,
its surrounding you.
As a songstress you lure me,
towards the truth.
Candles die down as you leave the
room
In my heart you leave no gloom
As you lure meI know the truth
You're a leprechaun, I see you
through.
Is there a place deep within
A place where you hide you're
darkest sins
There's a strange kind of ambiance,
its surrounding you.
As a songstress you lure me,
towards the truth.
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