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Entwined |
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your body's white lines |
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fleas on fabric |
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as you close the blinds and say |
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Pull just a little bit more, f-freeze and begin |
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I'm getting so much better with my hands on your skin |
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Can you feel it? (Yes I can feel it) |
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When I'm at Jenny's house |
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I look for balance (Forget your parents) |
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but it's just cat and mouse |
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we're in this part of the city |
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where children don't sleep |
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can feel it in my bones and my feet |
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and in the legs of the women and boys that I meet |
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they're attracting me |
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Well this is me |
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a tupper's young ewe |
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I'm t-t-turning all my feelings into jelly and goo |
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oh, yeah |
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because it makes me angry |
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when you are sitting next to me |
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I came as Cupid, I came as Holly |
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specifics never matter when I come into your body |
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'Cause there's a fire (fire) in my house |
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but it doesn't really matter 'cause I never put it out |
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there's a hole (hole) in your skinny jeans |
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but it makes you so happy that it's always seen |
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Sweat |
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Sweat |
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Sweat |
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Human |
