My body is trapped in glue,
such a gluey past are you!
trying to steal a look down at your shoulder
my funny sexy blunder.
With my face in the mirror,
sand in my eyes doesn't blind,
I know, what I want is lose you.
Hiding from ourselves,
switching from buy to sell
We're just birds perfectly singing,
but totally unable to fly.
With my face in the mirror
sand in my eyes doesn't blind
I know, what I want is lose you.
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