When we were burning
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These stained walls would swell with passion
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Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards
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You'd kick out the nightlight
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And let the moon bleed through the window
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Draping over naked bodies
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We're killing time
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Trying to love
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What we can't find
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But who does?
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A drier heat than we know blistered me badly
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We've all been burning out
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I'll have a Gibson
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My throat is dry from screaming blindly
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At the wishing stars that wrecked me
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They kinged me naive
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Now I keep the nightlight on and watch the sweat drip from the ceiling
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These summer nights
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The streetlights burst flames
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They screech too bright
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They scream blind
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A drier heat than we know blistered me badly
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We've all been burning out
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A drier heat than we know blistered me badly
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We've all been burning... out
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Warp the wooden floor
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Kick out the light, kick off the bedsheets, and let the moon bleed in
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Warp the wooden floor
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Kick out the light, kick off the bedsheets, and let the moon bleed in
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Warped The Wood Floors
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