You give me a peace of pieces
The sort of sunshine that warms
but when I leave the gold dust
I'm cold and I must
find a method of capture
I plan to captivate you
You give me a peace of pieces
the sort of explosive smile
that will last for a while
but when it's gone
it's gone
it's gone
I plan to captivate you
I must find a paint that will make you stay
How can I preach water to a world aflame?
I know that you are with me
maybe we are
maybe we are the truth
I plan to captivate you
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