Maybe fifteen, maybe sixteen Years have have passed since I was crying, I remembered what it felt like To lose something that you'd die for.
Where are my beautiful toys? You took mine the way I took yours.
In Tunis and in Margate, You advised me get a life and Stop treating me like I'm a plaything. You said that I was childish, Couldn't treat you like an adult, I remembered what it felt like To lose someone that you'd die for.
Where are my beautiful toys? You took mine the way I took yours, July, we'd run wild, But things would always run down, Things would always run down. I won't tell if you change your mind.
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Where are my beautiful toys? You took mine the way I took yours.
In Tunis and in Margate, You advised me get a life and Stop treating me like I'm a plaything. You said that I was childish, Couldn't treat you like an adult, I remembered what it felt like To lose someone that you'd die for.
Where are my beautiful toys? You took mine the way I took yours, July, we'd run wild, But things would always run down, Things would always run down. I won't tell if you change your mind.
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