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. Come now, my little impish plaything We both made our choice I can give you everything you need Or do you want to hear me plead? Just look my way, just look my way Is there something more that I don't know That you won't say 'til we've both grown cold? Just say, "Please stay" Look my way This unspoken contract A deed we forged for mutual gain If that's all this was, when you're not here What is this rooted pain? I don't care that you're of lower station Or primed to sate my dark temptations Why can't you understand? Let me explain 'Cause I'm terrified, as I cry To make these feelings true What's left for me in this broken house If I cannot have you? _- ![]()
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