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I can't stop this feeling / and there's nothing I can do / 'cause I see everything / when I look at you...
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| Everything? Even gigantic igneous rock formations? | |
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| Dammit, only I am allowed to employ literalism to illustrate obvious absurdities! | |
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When I look into your eyes / I can see how much I love you / and it makes me realize...
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| Wait, what exactly does it make you realize? That you think you forgot to turn off the stove? | |
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| That, and how the way we're drawn makes you look about four inches taller than me... | |
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When I look into your eyes / I see all my dreams come true...
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| Hey! Aren't half of your dreams about demons trying to kill you horribly? | |
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| Yeah, but since we started going out, they're, uh, really pretty demons? | |
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