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The rays in my eyes, characterised, over there,

By your Sycamore cries, and The Atmosphere,

Like, why do you Lie,

Take those puppy dog eyes,

And Swim,

Established what's mine,

As the House that's perpetually in.

The rays in my eyes, characterised, over there,

By your Sycamore cries, and The Atmosphere,

Like, why do you Lie,

Take those puppy dog eyes,

And Sin,

Established what's mine,

As the House that's perpetually.