It`s Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine. I Am Thinki |
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It`s Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine. I Am Thinki |
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 why can you read me like no one else? I hide behind these words but I`m coming out I wish I kept them behind my tongue I hide behind these words but I`m coming out put your hand between an aching head and an aching world we`ll make them so jealous we`ll make them hate us an aching head and an aching world we`ll make them so jealous we`ll make them so jealous all the ways you make my stomach turn and all the long drives with my friends blur and I wish I kept them inside my mind I hide behind these words and think of all the places where you`ve been lost and then found...out in between my sheets in between the rights and the wrongs put your hand between an aching head and an aching world we`ll make them so jealous we`ll make them hate us aching head and an aching world think of all the places where you`ve been lost and found...out |
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