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    In her favorite locket, hiding yellow pills
    With white wine to chase them, lying on the hills
    We kissed until we couldn't breathe
    The coldest sand is on the beach

    Now she's in her swimsuit with the yellow stripes
    Cutting it with scissors till there's nothing left
    And rubbing sunscreen on her breasts
    She's putting on sunglasses

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    I could win, I could lose
    But that's a look I can't refuse
    I could win, I could lose
    But that's a look I can't refuse
    Stop waiting

    I could win, I could lose
    But that's a look I can't refuse
    I could win, I could lose
    But that's a look I can't refuse
    Stop waiting

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    Composition: Gory

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