just keep me company while i slap myself to stay awake.
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involving everyone in routine yawns and balls and chains.
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plead with me now, yield with me now.
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the scent of that smell turns me on.
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even the outs, calling in the outs.
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when it's safe it's too easy.
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trouble is the only scent left.
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it's hard to take back something you meant.
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your thoughtless thoughts caught your tongue again.
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it's hard to take back something you meant.
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your thoughtless thoughts caught your tongue again, AGAIN!
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for days I go blank and my mind goes blank.
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and for days i go blank and my mind goes blank.
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for days i go blank.
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change this order before, change this order before.
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change this order before everything's becoming too easy.
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