Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup Comming through the fog
Dying of bordem, Ill try it all
Sixteen olive Skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go But I want it well At least you fucking care
Dying of bordem, Ill try it all
Ill be faint like a crook It looks and feels great But look at what its doing to you But thats ok, look how it feels
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