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Velvet...

Her skin is like velvet,
Her face cut from stone.
Her eyes when she's smiling
Will never reach home
But hear how she sings.


Her touch would be tender
Her lips would be warm
But when we're together,
I'm always alone.
But hear how she sings
But hear how she sings
Hear how she sings...

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the book of mad

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