August 2012
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I love you baby, can I have some more
My battery dies on the 7th floor
These broken knives inside pots, they just forgot
Can’t even carry my heavy power
I’m not being rude just janglin my key, so
Smile on your birthday or it’ll wear me on out
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Don’t you worry there my honey
Sprinkle all my kisses on your head
Stars full of wishes fill our bed
And we spoon like no one else
