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adieu
Oh I, Oh I, Oh I love you
But IIIIIII hate you


Saying I mean nothing
Playing my heartstrings
The blues like BB King
Treated like a plaything


You

to leave you with others
and hosts of angels sang as they fell
in unison into their anguish

my love was lacewing, it broke like a plaything 
the moment we

It's all stuck in my throat
I stare up at the clock
Gotta get off of this boat

Never want to be your plaything
I was
Better of at just escaping
Yeah

Stopped by to serenade me

As enthralling
As my darling could be
Come to realize
I was only a plaything

Why couldn't venice spare me
Why didn't venice

plaything

Need not saved,

Mist and haze shroud us

Dig deep to get me babe,

Charcoal nights spent

Upon the dead,

Silhouette hue glows

As her eyes glow

disgusting
I'm your plaything
Your way to get over her
No matter what I say, how I feel
You always write it down to jealousy

But still
You make me believe
I'm

of the world
cce for ace and shot for shot, I rose to the middle and sniffed the top
Sailing in the cM, flying high by afternoon
Like my playthings in

fearless. 

Can't hide.
From who we are.
This primal attraction.

Your hands
Run down my neck.
My favorite distraction.

I am.
Your china doll.
c plaything

someone who’s got wings.
Now let me tug at your heartstrings:
The chickens ain’t playthings
Even if they’re Gus Fring’s.

Say what? You eat chicken marsala

a baby plaything

Poor Side of Town

Arlen Roth

Hot Pickups

1980

you down
So welcome back baby
To the poor side of town

To him you were nothin' but a little plaything
Not much more than an overnight fling
To me

Poor Side of Town

Jon Nickell

Don't Say I Didn't Tell You

2000

you down
So welcome back baby
To the poor side of town

To him you were nothin' but a little plaything
Not much more than an overnight fling
To me

Mastermind

Lunik

Ahead

2003

be your plaything

You want me to be a collaborator
To fit into the rules of a good society
But I'm sure I'll find a way to leave

talked of, null and void
If you knew you were a plaything with which they toyed
Your little heart would now be the employed

Next time I choose to love

Shitload o' Money

Sonata Arctica

Stones Grow Her Name

2012

smile to rip your heart in two, yay

It is an ordinary day dream
To save an angel, be her plaything

But now you know

She got a shitload of money
Shiny

Sally's made of paper and string,
She's a perfect, patchwork plaything.
I stick my knife into her sometimes, just to hear her scream.
And it might

The dawn that brings no light
Clawing and piercing through your mind
Indulge the body, escape time
Puppet
Plaything
So assured of better worlds
And in

and hard as it's exhumed from the womb
The uterus its cradle, and its moist fetid tomb

Only scalpels left for playthings
Swaddling clothes bloody but

me feel like a plaything the butterflies
In my stomach won't go away
Said, that girl, she's beautifully divine
I can't wait to make her mine in my mind

with your name

With a pin I can blow up your mind

With a match I'll burn you inside

There's no way to avoid my call

You're my plaything

You're my

Devil, D-d-Devil Devil, D-d-Devil Devil
Kiss me like the Devil
Devil, D-d-Devil Devil, D-d-Devil Devil
Kiss me like the Devil

Am I just a plaything

you lack
The passion in your playthings
So play me, boy, I like it like that

I'm the soft touch that you need
The balm in your Gilead
The whisper

me anymore, cos I threw it on the floor.
Used to call me sweet thing, I'm nobody's plaything,
And now that I am different, you'd love to bust my head,

me anymore, cos I threw it on the floor.
Used to call me sweet thing, I'm nobody's plaything,
And now that I am different, you'd love to bust my head,