I am the one who stole you, your first girlfriend, and your sisters. That´s me.
I´m the one who goes to the bathroom, not to go to the bathroom.
You´re tongue, you´re hit... Go on, go on... Because I like it.
I am what ´s left when the sun rises, what you would do again...
I AM THE NIGHT.
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