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A song about good child syndrome. (Epilepsy warning)
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Original: Kikuo ([ Ссылка ])
Vocals: Will Stetson
Mix: Dictate
Lyrics: David Toth
Sub: Binfy

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Lyrics:
Far away far away, distant and out of place there was a necklace shaped
I just want a home, I just want a home
It cried through the night feeling sad and alone
Please don’t get angry
Don’t leave and abandon me
Crumbling cry to be free
Hey...

So come tie it tight
‘Til the bile inside you
Overflows warding the ones you call close
And isn’t this so much more fun?
So kind, a lie
I’m your only one
Charming and bursting with love
I’m kind and meek
Why can’t you see?
It’s hurting me
My sweet

Give me your love, give me your love, give me your love
More, oh more, oh
Give me your love, give me your love
Going insane by love so much
Drowning in pain, drowning in pain
Curse in the brain
Take it, please take it away
Hey…
But it seems you’re far too late

Though you may grow from your head to your toes still this small little necklace shows
I still feel pain, but I can’t contain
These ignorant people are boring to taste
I won’t be bested
By all of the rest in this
Pitiful class I’m the head
Hey…

And more than the girl oh
Much more than the girl oh
I want the eyes of this whole rotting world and
Meet me in back of the gym
A letter penned with charm and wit
Somehow the feelings don’t fit
My love for you was just too big
You filthy detestable pig

Give me your love, give me your love, give me your love
Take it all of me
Let me be yours and you’ll be mine
Take my grief and bury the key
But I want more, you’re such a bore
Still I want more, more than you bargained for
Ah…
Sorry for what’s coming
Give me your love, give me your love, give me your love
More, oh more, oh
Give me your love, give me your love
Going insane by love so much
Drowning in pain, keep it the same
Drowning in pain, more, oh more, oh
Hey…
People call these happy days

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