Let it never be said that romance is dead
cos' there's so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, cept the function to breathe
But I'm not really fussed doesn't matter to me
cos' there's so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, cept the function to breathe
But I'm not really fussed doesn't matter to me
Could it be could it be that you're joking with me
And you don't really see you with me
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