A sideshow act on center stage
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Fermented breath she'd hate to taste
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A zipper slips she slaps my face
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She burns and blisters on my mind
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Blurs and turns out from my sight
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Self control's so unrefined
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and its over
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again
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and I¡¯m over
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I¡¯m over
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I¡¯m over it
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Forget me Miss Rolling Eyes
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You're colder than the air outside
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Replace me with stab wound sighs
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The wounds I failed to cauterize
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With Subtle hints we fled at five
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chased the sunrise through the vine
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left the septic stench of her city behind
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I've drawn dashed lines down my wrist
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I swell from hope but I¡¯m still convinced
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a girl that knows her own power cant be tricked
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I cauterize
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I caught her eyes
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Miss Rolling Eyes
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| Street To Nowhere |
