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Belladona - UFO
Oh Belladona never knew the pain
Maybe I’m Crazy maybe it’ll drive me insane
The open letter just carelessly placed
and you move in silence the tea of delicately laced
Out of reach, out of touch
How you’ve learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you’ve learned to hate so much
You came from passion and you gave it a name
The fingers are poisoned like needles in the drivin’ rain
So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace
Now I must slip away but can you forget my face
Out of reach, out of touch
How you’ve learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you’ve learned to hate so much
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