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(So far I'll lay low in pretense and smack your body) |
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(Legs up, some hair pull, it's retro, oops I call shotty) |
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(So scram and branded, the pylon, it's silver ion) |
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(Blowing glass, insurgent mask, the thickest trap door covered in ice) |
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Stay close innocent |
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The signs to hide his scent |
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No room for ghosts |
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(The lock and legs are set to bank in someone's home) |
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(Salon will place a bet to cut a hairball loan) |
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(The lifeless shit of mess) |
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(Confusing ice cream cone) |
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(If you can't read my text then get a mind read phone) |
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(It's okay, I have no legs) |
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(On this bra sailing gen) |
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(You? Right, day?) |
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Oh, jump on top as I wander around |
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(Get the best of this no down pre-lay) |
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Oh, the bed flows as it rocks back and forth |
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My body starts to sort it out |
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Hey, jump on top as I wander around |
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(Get the best of this no down pre-lay) |
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Oh, the bed flows as it rocks back and forth |
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My body starts to sort it out |
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(Package this in seedy tones) |
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(You mock a painless death, we'll beat your dome) |
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(You're softly blocking mess, so fly him home) |
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(With a racist comment, the leaky chrome, what's up?) |
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(A toxic note confess, a soap caress) |
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(A simple notion comment for less) |
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(But I like my nest) |
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(I wanna call it my mess) |
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(Cause the last time I cried, the world got drenched) |
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Oh, and I swear this won't end quick |
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(We came back for this) |
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It won't |
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(We came back for this) |
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Oh, and I swear this won't end quick |
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(We came back for this) |
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It won't |
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(We came back like this) |
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Oh, jump on top as I wander around |
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(Get the best of this no down pre-lay) |
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Oh, the bed flows as it rocks back and forth |
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My body starts to sort it out |
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Hey, jump on top as I wander around |
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(Get the best of this no down pre-lay) |
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Oh, the bed flows as it rocks back and forth |
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My body starts to sort it out |
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How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm not coming back? |
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How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm not coming back? |
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How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm not coming back? |
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How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm never going to find my place |
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I'm not coming back |
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No |
