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Up so close, I never get to see your face.
I only wanted to be sure
Up so close, I never get to see your face.
Up so close, I never get to see you.
Microscope, I might as well be out in space.
Up so close, I never get to see the view.
Down your throat, I'm never sure if it's still you.
Up your nose, down to your toes.
In your mouth, way down south.
Up so close, it seems I only think of you.
Up so close, I never see the sky so blue.
That what it was was really pure.
I put my face down in the cake.
My feet were flailing in a lake.
Microscope, I might as well be out in space.
Microscope, I'm never sure if it's still you.
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