You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close
To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not
And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is
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You probably don't know this but there's a small ball stapling niche that I think we could clean up.
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