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The story i've been told, it makes me fall,
the past lies there behind the wall.
The story I've been saying, how you were born,
How you became a deadly thorn.
I seek for your embrace, so soft and fine,
the satin touch your hand and mine.
I seek for your embrace, don't start to fade,
I closed my eyes it's getting late
I'm nude cause all my sins were washed away,
what's left behind begins to pray.
I'm nude cause all my dreams were all in vain,
so numb but i still feel the pain.
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