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My Toy

Tristesse De La Lune

You are a dawn, a Child of the Night
(Dance...)
You are pretty like a fool
(My child...)
You like to live your life
Like an entire scream
(Dance...)
Every night the same
Every night is like a dream

Your bloody lips taste so sweet
But you are just a Toy to me
Your dream of endless love is over now
And you are just a Toy to me

You are a fool
Fool of the night
You think you are the man
But you are nothing
Nothing but a toy to me
Nobody is like you

Your bloody lips taste so sweet
But you are just a Toy to me
Your dream of endless love is over now
And you are just a Toy to me

Dance, my child
Dance, for me
Play, my child
Play, for me






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