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I hear footsteps in the dark |
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Every day since we first met, can't even eat a bit |
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I can't seem to think straight when |
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I think about how you love me |
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Every day is like a holiday, something like |
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Christmas |
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EveMy worst day is carefree when |
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I think about how you love me |
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When are we gonna grow up? |
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Why do I love you so much, we so touched? |
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Excited by the drama we like when it show up |
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The fighting don't slow up, |
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I light you like close ups |
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And I call you my |
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Calamity Jane, you like my fantasy |
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Love cause the same chemical reaction in the brain as insanity |
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Holidays, drinking with your family, passionate folks |
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Imagine if they had their own reality show, actually no |
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Desires like fire quit playing or get burned |
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Or give it away on camera like |
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Montana Fishburne |
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Our presence is a gift, a gift is our present |
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Breakup, text, call her, a bitch, under my breath |
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And then the makeup sex |
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She forgive me in a session |
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I know she love me |
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She sending a mixed message though |
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Every day since we first met, can't even eat a bit |
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I can't seem to think straight when |
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I think about how you love me |
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Every day is like a holiday, something like |
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Christmas |
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EveMy worst day is carefree when |
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I think about how you love me |
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You need a chick with some fire |
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I mean unless you want a wife cold as ice |
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Living life with the biggest debutante |
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Me and you we considered the upper echelon |
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The only one |
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I come out my fitted for in a restaurant |
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You can get it, huh, remember |
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I was taking your digits |
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Same night |
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I was making the visit |
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Make it the mission to make you cum when we done |
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Sometimes you hate to admit it |
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You a little numb from the toys |
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And love the noise that you make when you run from the boys |
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And comfort your man, insane, how we go so crazy with it |
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This the asylum so we call relationships committed |
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You ain't a bird, |
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I ain't them others guys that get lost in the name |
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You the butterfly and |
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I'm the moth to your flame |
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Love is dying while the mother's crying |
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Big brother eyeing m,e imposing their reality to |
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Shutter Island |
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Every day since we first met, can't even eat a bit |
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I can't seem to think straight when |
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I think about how you love me |
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Every day is like a holiday, something like |
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Christmas |
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EveMy worst day is carefree when |
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I think about how you love me |
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Our love is like a |
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Psycho or a trilogy the drama is killing me |
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I'm grown but the little boy is still in me |
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We discuss monogamy, polygamy, the |
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I's the probability |
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Your momma ain't feeling me, it stung like a killer bee |
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How far from the tree do the apple fall? |
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The things |
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I said was it how |
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I felt was it the alcohol |
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Or do I really hate her after all? |
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I apologize for the statements that |
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I made to her |
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First I swallowed my pride then |
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I ate my words |
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I tried to pass it off, acted like it was nothing |
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The fact is |
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I was discovering my appetite for destruction |
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Everything else is bland once you tasted filet mignon |
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When I'm full |
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I'm taking you home, you're a plate for later on |
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I'll eat it up or beat it up' |
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Til your love runneth over, yo, |
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I need a cup |
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Every day since we first met, can't even eat a bit |
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I can't seem to think straight when |
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I think about how you love me |
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Every day is like a holiday, something like |
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Christmas |
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EveMy worst day is carefree when |
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I think about how you love me |
