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My body's made of fruit flies Moldy inside They talk of summer, but when it dies I'll watch as I ripen tonight I'll watch as I ripen tonight My mother says there is no end Let the bugs feast on me I share this fate, this common ache I'm just like the other girls I'm just like the other girls And I'm made of love All is full of love How beautiful to see I'm where I want to be And I'm made of love All is full of love How beautiful to see I'm where I want to be From Letras Mania