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The Rose Tremont

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arm and arm
harm dont come our way
whose? yours or ours?
harm dont come our way

wash your skin it makes me sick
to think of all the knives you sink
soon i'll tell you to your face
and soon i'll tell you to your face
move along-stay at arms length

wash your skin it makes me sick
to think of all the knives you sink
soon i'll tell you to your face
and soon i'll tell you to your face

arm and arm harm dont come our way
move(i said it once) stay at arms length
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