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Cherry takes me to the place above With barbed wire kisses and her love We’re going where the oceans blue Kick the dust and you can come too In the light of all my darkest mornings Things fall into place And all the soft red coloured dawnings Falling into place and Cherry’s scratching like a grain of sand The trigger itch in the killer’s hand Me and cherry are so extreme Making love to the sound of a scream |
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