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Aug 18, 2004 14:16

The cellar door
Is coming up, coming up
And we've had time
To lock it up, lock it up
I'm feverish.
I’m burning up, burning up
And I pray to god there's
Time enough, time enough
You know that I love you
Now I just can't
Shut you up, shut you up
So now I'll have to
Chop you up, chop you up
And I'll just wait
Till I get caught <3
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