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My friend, Pie-102, and I wrote this last year. It it definatly random.



On the first giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the secondo giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the third giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the fourth giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, four suburban trucks, albero moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush
On the fifth giorno of Cristmas my true Amore gave to me, five propane tanks, four suberban trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the sixth giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving signs, two pine trees and a green cabinet
in a pineapple bush.
On the seventh giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, seven floor tiles, six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees
and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the eighth giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, eight Gatti a sleeping, seven floor tiles, six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving
signs, two pine trees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the ninth giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, nine bags of candy, eight Gatti a sleeping, seven floor tiles, six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban
trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the tenth giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, ten snakes a slithering, nine bags of candy, eight Gatti a sleeping, seven floor tiles, six best friends, five propane
tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the eleventh giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, eleven xerox boxes, ten snakes a slithering, nine bags of candy, eight Gatti a sleeping, seven floor tiles,
six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
On the twelfve giorno of Natale my true Amore gave to me, twelve pains in the butt, eleven xerox boxes, ten snakes a slithering, nine bags of candy. eight Gatti a sleeping,
seven floor tiles, six best friends, five propane tanks, four suburban trucks, three moving signs, two pinetrees and a green cabinet in a pineapple bush.
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Another long and sleepless night
You need someone to hold te tight
Sometimes Amore don't know wrong from right
Another long and senseless
Fight was all te knew they're all the same
There's no one left to take the blame
What's behind this masquerade
How do we win these losin'
Games we play, words we say
Cutting wounds we know they run so deep
Leave it all behind you
Or someday Amore will find you

Only lonely, ooh, I can't stop hurting you
Only lonely, ooh, but I can't stop loving you
Only lonely, ooh, how much pain does it take

It's getting sometimes I don't know
When to stop when to go
Sometimes we're so afraid...
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Yeah, oh
I pass my reflection, it’s someone else
I see your invention and not myself
I turned into your perfect girl
A total stranger
Now I see and I don’t want to

Being te when it’s all just an act
It’s overrated
The truth is I’m wanting me back
‘Cause I can’t take this
I gotta be who I am underneath
Who I gave up so you’d believe
Being te when it’s all just an act
It’s overrated
So overrated

I let te control me o so te thought
Don’t think that you’re perfect, you’re so messed up
I hid away the best of me
Too scared to notice
Now I do and I’m not going to

Being te when it’s...
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