by GFLee
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by GFLee
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I keep a figurine in a locket I like the way she looks in there I keep a certain shade of lipstick silky taste and the way it smears I bought her a keepsake on a full moon in a trinket from an old junk shop now her blush is racing out of control In a well known teenage pleasure spot I slept with a wolf and I dined with a thief and I drank up a river of witches` milk If this spell should ever wear off you`ll never wash your hands of love you`ll never wash your hands of love I`m gonna need a strong anaesthetic to keep your memory away I bought myself a pearl handled gun and I`ll use it on myself come valentine`s day Been with Jonah in the belly of the whale And with Daniel in the lion`s den If this spell should ever wear off you`ll never ever be clean again and I`ll never ever be mean again I keep a figurine in a locket I like the way she looks in there I like a certain shade of lipstick silky taste and the way it smears I slept with a wolf and I dined with a thief and I drank up a river of witches` milk If this charm should ever wear off you`ll never wash your hands of love you`ll never wash your hands of love
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