you are my heart
my wretched soul
you are all that I know
you are my precious
precious
precious
when i keep you
in a room
no one will find you
i have to feed you
to keep you alive
my precious
precious
precious
I'll stay sick with nudges, giddy on a chair like a hapless fool i am a man living in a dream who needs to breathe obvio...
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