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my head hurts what are you doing to me? why do you make me think so much i would rather take away all my senses so i wouldnt have to smell your sweet perfume or see your beautiful eyes cause its killing me its killing me ever so slowly with each and every glance so this was it tonight you made up your mind and you still arent sure well its killing me and i bet you're enjoying it with each and every glance From Letras Mania