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I want to go back to before your touch and your kisses
embedded themselves into my memory
it's not enough that i receive from you
not enough time
not enough respect
not enough of the little things that mean so much
so please
don't touch me in that way that drives me wild
don't let your eyes burn into my soul
making me weak
No more pretty little lies
that give false hope
I long to be a calm pond
still as the hush of night
Give me back the innocence i had
before you
embedded themselves into my memory
it's not enough that i receive from you
not enough time
not enough respect
not enough of the little things that mean so much
so please
don't touch me in that way that drives me wild
don't let your eyes burn into my soul
making me weak
No more pretty little lies
that give false hope
I long to be a calm pond
still as the hush of night
Give me back the innocence i had
before you
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