While she is your muse
im stock into your thougths
and if you move slow slow
i ll follow you
and your nightmares too
guess what i knew who you are
guess what i knew you were mad man
im here singing about you
and you are there tripping on your moon
while you think of her
your pupils dilate
you cannot hide your eyes
they dont lie like your mouth
they dont lie like your mouth
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