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Lemuria - Pants |
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You never missed a word I tried to fit |
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Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge |
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That's where I put all the awful things I think I am |
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And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance |
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I want my hands in your hair |
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I want my hands in your hair |
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Pulling your face closer |
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I told you last night you gave me butterflies |
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You surprise me with new cocoons everytime they start to fly |
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I instantly felt like an idiot |
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Embarrassed of the person controlling my mouth |
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My mouth it's always in a melee |
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Figuring out how as it talks |
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Your response was comforting |
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I guess I gave you butterflies too |
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I want my hands in your hair |
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I want my hands in your hair |
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Pulling your face closer |
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and closer |
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and closer |
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and closer |
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and closer |
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and closer |
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and closer |
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You never missed a word I tried to fit |
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Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge |
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That's where I put all the awful things I think I am |
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And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance |
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You never missed a word I tried to fit |
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Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge |
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That's where I put all the awful things I think I am |
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And if you still respect me I guess I'll have a second chance |
