July
14 August 2007
You've got this new head filled up with smoke.
And I 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 weakn
And we lay, we lay together just not,
Too close, too close. How close is close enough?
We lay, we lay together just not,
Too close, too close.
But tonight we dance.
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