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Headless
When magic lost her head
She found that she was dead
Walking the streets of wonderland
New dangers to keep at hand
a new conversation nonchalantly
with the hat, we drink tea
remembering the guillotine
and the now headless queen
like me in the heart
without your love, i'm falling apart
She found that she was dead
Walking the streets of wonderland
New dangers to keep at hand
a new conversation nonchalantly
with the hat, we drink tea
remembering the guillotine
and the now headless queen
like me in the heart
without your love, i'm falling apart
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