A short dance is all I can offer you
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I've no plans of letting this ensue
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But you look so hot tonight
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I'd swear you were steam
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Rising up from underneath
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I'll set traps in your bed timed to explode
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Make certain no one ever knows
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That I was with you once
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Never to be again
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With all addictions lost
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There's no time to notice
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Or how I'll match up to you (the state of cringing)
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And every weekend spent
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Just condescending
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In lieu of truth
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Scarred hands stretch out to make me promise you
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There's no chance of letting out the truth
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And you look so hot tonight
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I'd swear you were steam
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Crawling out from under me
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I'll tie hooks in your hair so your lover knows
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You've adapted to anything everyone throws
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And I am not him, who used to lay beside you
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With all addictions lost
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There's no time to notice
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Or how I'll match up to you (the state of cringing)
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And every weekend spent
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Just condescending
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In lieu of truth (building a better you)
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Small feet
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I'm barely an engine
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I won't let you stop this ascension
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So come on, come on
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Give me an answer
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I won't let this slip until then
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Does this sound strange to you?
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The whole world scorched a bitter blue
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(You look so hot tonight)
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You're attracted to boys who are other than those
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(I'd swear you were steam)
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You're encased in a slew of cracked windows
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(Rising up from underneath)
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Well I was with you once, never to be again
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With all addictions lost
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There's no time to notice
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Or how I'll match up to you (the state of cringing)
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And every weekends spent
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Just condescending
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In lieu of truth (building a better you)
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Who Is Aliandra
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