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Un, Deux, Trois, Quatre
Your eyes align with the heat of the glowing ball of rock
And you see through my chest and you sing from your chest
And the room fills with light as you make your escape
Like a firefly in the dark, or like fire flies from a spark
You shine your temperess for us
The sun looks better when it's dark outside
The moon looks brighter when the sun shines on it
I feel my lungs collapse on themselves
I feel my brain turn into a molten broth
And you see through my chest and you sing from your chest
As the room fills with light and you make your escape
And the room fills with light