Some kind of light
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at the end
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When touching
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the edge of her skin
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Once so hard to speak
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Now so easy to play around
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Catching your eye you know
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That eye that slapped you in your face
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and called you a puppy
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Well how do you say
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I was hypnotized
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Hypnotized
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My words, they pour
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Like children to the playground
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Children to the playground
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You make me smile
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There's some kind of light at the end
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Stoned, forgetful, unthin
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I'm drinking what used to be sin
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And touching the edge of her skin
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And could you be the one that's not afraid
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To look me in the eyes
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I swear I would collapse
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If I would tell how I think you fell
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From the sky
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Yeah my words, they pour
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Like children to the playground
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Children to the playground
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You make me smile
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There's some kind of light at the end
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Stoned, forgetful, unthin
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I'm drinking what used to be sin
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And touching the edge of her skin
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There's some kind of light at the end
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Stoned, forgetful, and then
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I'm drinking what used to be sin
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And touching the edge of her skin
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It's the feeling I get
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My palms with sweat
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Like some kind of daydream
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I'll never forget
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I'm stuck in this spin
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Why does it begin
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By touching the edge of her skin
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It's the feeling I get
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My palms with sweat
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Like some kind of daydream
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I'll never forget
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I'm stuck in this spin
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Why does it begin
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By touching the edge of her skin
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There's some kind of light at the end
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Stoned, forgetful, unthin
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I'm drinking what used to be sin
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And touching the edge of her skin
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There's some kind of light at the end
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Stoned, forgetful, unthin
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I'm drinking what used to be sin
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And touching the edge of her skin
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You Make Me Smile
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Blue October |