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| Description | Band montage recording a session
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| Chantelle | #When it came to solving sorrow
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| Chantelle | You were wizard of great proportions
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| Chantelle | Always had an deep anecdote
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| Chantelle | To flip over the ugly situation#
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| Chantelle | #Your eyes were the brightest charm
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| Chantelle | Just rolled them back to hypnotise
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| Chantelle | Your coffee smelt of dusk and down
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| Chantelle | The greatest elixir of love potions#
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| Chantelle | #Alchemy only believed fools
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| Chantelle | Alchemy ascends natures rules
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| Chantelle | Alchemy without heat to smelt
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| Chantelle | Alchemy was you being your self#
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| Chantelle | #Words could soothe a rabid beast
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| Chantelle | Tongue conducted peace as it spoke
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| Chantelle | The mere presence of your humble soul
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| Chantelle | Drowned then evaporated deepest moats#
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| Chantelle | #Chemistry is paraded by fools
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| Chantelle | Chemistry agrees that nature's cruel
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| Chantelle | Chemistry all the little bottles on the shelf
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| Chantelle | Chemistry all I have since you left#
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| Chantelle | #Chemistry trying for Alchemy
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| Chantelle | I'm sulking as I'm missing a vital ingredient#
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