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On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand | Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at a man | He had no plans of fallin', dreams of ballin'
On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at a man He had no plans of fallin', dreams of ballin' Glorified call girls callin' Numb to strength, but loves endorphins Lust engulfin', yeah, I'm lost in here But I'll find my way, I swear Through all the fog, I stare Dropped off this cross I bear And chopped off my head And tossed it back there somewhere Now I'm headed home, my dear And I brought a poem to share And here's what it said Love is a candlewick in rain After the storm, we're still aflame, oh I lied, love has been called a losin' game But the more that I love, the more I gain Woah (Ooh)
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