Anne Jensen

The loft is open and vide
Trying to avoid a bite
Strawberries are smashed on a spoon
Looking out from a wound
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Carefully screaming for air
Not to mention; who cares
Understandable touch
Bounching too much
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Ripping a flower
Collecting my power
Try not to run
This might be fun
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A radio flies above my head
You thought we were all set
The voice inside ask me to stay
Listen to another way
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Supercontrol is my name
I guess it no longer means the same
Soaked and drained
My Memory is framed
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Where do you come from
and what is your plan?
We don't talk the same language
and I don't undestand
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You dated a song
but she was too young
then you looked at me
to see if my pillow was free
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She seeks and finds
What was ever behind?
Too many denies
Interrupt her lies
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The seducer is hunting her arms
Overwhelming her with charms
Please be the sweet
Don't deny being my treat
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Songs from a chair
He sleeps in her hair
A bluecolored waste
Distracting taste
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The dark side of the sun
always makes me numb
Sideways turns red
Hides every regret
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who ditched you out on the stairs
The princess was saying her prayers
She might have hidden a grin
Did you ever invitede her in?
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I'm not afraid
Didn't hear a word you said
Take a bow
Do it really slow
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Jacked up in your game
You thought I would mention your name
Your moves are smart
Choosing your card
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Sweettalk and smile
Lets go out for a while

Speedtalk and wine
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