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This autumn breeze shall strip the trees |
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And freeze me to the bone |
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Why must these three sisters tease |
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Their lonely brother so? |
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Knowledge is a curse |
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But ignorance is worse i fear |
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Would you agree my dear? |
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I have watched you grow |
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From the same seed as my own shall grow |
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And they will never know how |
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How this autumn breeze shall strip the trees |
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And freeze me to the bone |
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Why must these three sisters tease |
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Their lonely brother so? |
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I don't know |
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I don't know |
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Pleasure is a sin |
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And abstinence shall win this day |
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And that's the way it's gonna stay |
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Black parisian lace |
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Your salvation-my disgrace |
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My god |
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Where did you go wrong? |
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I don't know if i can stop my eyes |
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From drifting slowly over holy temples of the soul |
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No self control |
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That autumn chill is with me still |
