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Gatsbys American Dream
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A Conversation With the Devil
'I get what I want this time baby.'
Foul temptress I want it too
This hell, this doom baby
I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought
Desire in my lips is precious to me
Like air or blood or jewels that shine in the sky baby
Or sweat that runs down your spine like a river
I find I cannot part with this shadow of a thought
Desire in my lips is precious, precious to me
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