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The lover speaks about the monsters
I used to have demons in my room at night
Desire, despair, desire
So many monsters
Oh, but now
I don't find myself bouncing around
Whistling my conscience to make me cry
No more I love you's
The language is leaving me
No more I love you's
The language is leaving me in silence
No more I love you's
Changes are shifting
Outside the words
Mussie, vrouw, 33 jaar
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