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Deftones
Dai Da Flu
what it takes,
fifteen stitches,
and a soft parody.
To make, my eyes,
be like, deceit.
I believe, the sting,
proves heart, to me...
And now I know that you, love me.
Thank god that you, love, at all...
Dislocated,
at the joint,
timing is everything,
in the bed.
'Cause you sleep,
for hours,
to keep, away,
then sink, the teeth
and bat, your eyes.
And now I know that you, love me.
Thank god you, love, at all...
What surprise,
I was right,
here going off,
and going on,
at least.
And now I know that you, love me.
Thank god that you, love, at all...
What surprise,
I was right,
here going off,
going on,
dai the flu.
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