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Physical seduction feels cold, error on my part, Vulcan soil, I'm full |
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Past suck your bones clean like animals eat your broken heart |
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Now the sun won't show |
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You miss your love |
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You miss your love |
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Run a comb through your hair, leave your head everywhere |
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Guns don't click, we break up, pull it up |
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Guns don't click, tomorrow you will fall in love (x2) |
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Your thoughts locked on the wrecking ball |
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Seasons change but crows nest seal your throats |
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She's sitting on that counter, legs crossed |
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What an act of torture mercy calls |
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At the break of Fall, square system blows |
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Mountains of no rest, caving in on you |
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At the bar your mate kiss centerfolds |
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Your conditions off only laughs you pull |
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You miss your love |
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You miss your love |
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Run a comb through your hair, leave your head everywhere |
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Guns don't click, we break up, pull it up |
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Guns don't click, tomorrow you will fall in love (x2) |
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Guns don't click, we break up, pull it up |
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Pills don't hit, tomorrow you will fall in love |
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Guns don't click, we break up, pull it up |
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Pills don't hit, tomorrow you will fall in love |
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New Elvis |
