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First Comes The Wish
First comes the wish And then comes the night Pockets open to pick And I'm left with words Stretched out to dry I believe to hard That we're nearly right
First comes the itch And then comes the knife We can swallow a change If it feels right Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And there are only words To retrace the line A newspaper clipped 'Til it's all white
And the only time For such a curious thing To come apart like this Is the cruellest time
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