can foolhardy love affairs,
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be more than just wet thighs?
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be that all that you've giving me
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i don't recognize
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the strength of your beauty's been
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somewhere seeking solitude
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but you're just afraid of me
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it's all in your eyes
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here we are
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my heart's in your hand
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we did this all wrong
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let's do it again
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you're a gun
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this bad taste of leaving
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will rush thru our mouths
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the words that i'm sealing
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i'll start it now
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and if my words were stone
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i'd kiss them in your mouth
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and though you're the lion
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i'll drag you down
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and here we are
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my hearts in your hang
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we did this all wrong
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let's do it again
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you're a gun
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and here we are
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my heart in your hands
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we did this all wrong
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let's do it again
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so let's sing tonight, holding my hand
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we could be friends but i'm better off sleeping alone
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i'm nothing (like an urn)
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i'm filling my body with flesh that you burnt
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And The Wick Burnt Black
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| As Tall As Lions |
