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| Cibo Matto - Artichoke. |
My heart is like an artichoke I eat petals myself one by one Until i feel enough Until i lose to laugh When i end to eat the last one I will tear my drops I will lose my lips Though i can't stop plucking off I can't see my core I keep asking for you more and more Can you peel my petals one by one? Your hands are like a rusty knife Are you gonna keep on peeling me? Are you gonna keep on peeling me? Are you gonna keep on peeling me? What am i gonna be on the pan? Will i be burnt black? Can you squeeze a lemon on me? A lemon on me? Baby, baby, everything you wanna feel Baby, baby, everything you wanna taste Baby, baby, everything you wanna feel Baby, baby, everything you wanna taste. |
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