One last hit for you. Two last hits for me?
One too many times I've felt this way about you.
Here's the poison for your lungs smoke it down 'til you throw up.
Than I'll reach down and put some sense right down your throat.
Your poison's so played out.
And all the lies from your heart beating. Left me cold it's let me out. But you can't
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<3 Madison.
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ps your hot too.
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