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how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
with lips blood red and heart of stone
pushing out, struggling vainly
i went up and down the streets
moonlight deep and tender
there's one that i once loved so much
now while my lips are living
i know what you're going to say
up from the south at break of day

 



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