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¶ 1
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Pull my strings
And I will dance for you
I will chase dark shadows
From those silent corridors
I will bring the ball to life
And you will not see the string
That wraps around my heels
Hidden and secure
Pull my string
And I will score for you
Goals so beautiful you will
Beg for more
And never be satisfied
That dull ache will begin in you
Each day passes and the fever
Will grow and spread
Until your desire for me
Becomes addiction
And that string from your heart
To my boots
I will pull.
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