Cheese, out of my mind
You don't need to care for me I'm fine so
Cheese, out of my sight
This jealousy that drives you mad
You and I can watch the stars in the night
We can dream to be one of them
That is the aim
Cheese, out of the bed
with the calls and the smiles you share together
Cheese, out of the way !
Under persecution, I'm murdering the day
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