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I do not fee like being good |
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Come crawling out of the cages in the night and be quick |
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The blue light fades into the palms |
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And the moon is on the rise and the wolves they howl along |
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Oohhh |
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Stuck on a dream in rewind |
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Oohhh |
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This is where we meet in my mind |
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The sky's on fire, Your hairs a mess |
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I go over all the ways that we undress and I sit |
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Breath so slow I forget |
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Back against the wall in the place where you and I met |
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Oohhh |
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Can't remember nothing she said |
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Oohhh |
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This is where we meet in my head |
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Oohhh |
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Heavy eyes the color grey |
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Fallin to the sidewalk storm risin up between the grates |
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Slow cars snake in the night |
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The moons all fucked up and it crashes into the riverside |
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Oohhh |
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Blasted on my radio dial |
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Oohhh |
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This is where we meet in my mind |
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On the roof I watch the trains |
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Barrel off into the distance until I can feel he dust on my face |
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I'm on a long refrain |
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But the sound of my luck running of with your lead |
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A light you held to the blue |
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The bricks off the buildings across from me and you |
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Or the ticking of my watch |
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Counting me backwards until I got lost |
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Stuck on a dream in rewind |
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Oohhh |
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This is where we meet in my mind |
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Oohhh |
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This is where we meet in my mind |
