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Sacrifice for you is just flirtation |
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and friendship a cold convenience |
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I wonder sometimes what you're made of |
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is it rayon or is it dust? |
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How you calibrate your intuition |
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such that it just feeds the kill |
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and every single night I try to make you come alive |
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you shove it right back in my face |
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And you |
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you don't see me |
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because you |
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you won't change |
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you |
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you don't see me |
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because you |
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you won't change |
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With your big old Russian (rushin'?) brain |
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to keep you ahead of the stoplights |
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You to me is like carbon dioxide |
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you know I won't be your frozen rose |
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Why don't you just let me get up, yeah |
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before you do the rowdy, rowdy, rowdy rough? |
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reach, reach |
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cut it, cut it |
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reach, bleach |
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stud it, stud it |
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sneech, reach |
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nut it, nut it |
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bleach, beach |
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Where will we fall |
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where will we fall |
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where will we fall |
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before the darkness hits |
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Animal midnight |
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a shit for a brain |
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crawl up a leech line |
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shocking to me in the yellow and blue |
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is it piss? |
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is it sky? |
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is it why we try? |
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You |
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you don't see me |
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because you |
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you won't change |
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you |
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you don't see me |
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because you |
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you won't change |
