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My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes, I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind

Even if I am in love with you All this to say, what?s it to you? Observe the blood, the rose tattoo Of the fingerprints on me from you Other evidence

It won't do To dream of caramel To think of cinnamon And long for you It won't do To stir a deep desire To fan a hidden fire That can never burn true

If your love were taken from me Every color would be black and white It would be as flat as the world before Columbus That's the day that I lose half