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     Seeing is believing, Feelings are deceiving. Your dress is enchanting, Our Press      chanting,  To slip between the very fingers I caught you in, In to the hands of another                            brother Lets take this back. {Why}    Red of your lips,   {Change}    Move of you hips,   {Your} Any clearer my Dear?  {Mind?} You should have left then,       You left the Lights on, and     I    CAN'T    SEE. What were you Running away from? {When I can Catch you.} I can show you Obsession, You,   can show  me.     can't you. Would you like that?