Up those sleeves
I can barely hold the words in my mouth,
I can hardly grasp the anticipation,
I can feel the perpeptual butterflies,
I can live a fairytale,
I can hardly grasp the anticipation,
I can feel the perpeptual butterflies,
I can live a fairytale,
I can love....
I can play bluff.
I can play bluff.
and I can't keep up a game of charade .
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