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Oh the glow of the morning
we never left for school
We ditched our books and we
snuk in to your room
From here on
we´ll play by our own rules
We´ll pet each other
in our private petting zoo
Now,
Tell me ´bout your childhood babe,
show me the games you played
As love keeps shooting it´s heroin
You know it will burst your veins
It will burst my veins
You know.. you´ll always be
my little deviance
I´ll be the parasite crawling on your skin
I´ll taste it - and hope it won´t break
And there´s still some time for my
hardened hand
to hold your dream of tomorrow,
then break it
Now,
Tell me ´bout your childhood babe..
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