| I do not fee like being good
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| Come crawling out of the cages in the night and be quick
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| The blue light fades into the palms
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| And the moon is on the rise and the wolves they howl along
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| Oohhh
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| Stuck on a dream in rewind
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| Oohhh
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| This is where we meet in my mind
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| The sky’s on fire, Your hairs a mess
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| I go over all the ways that we undress and I sit
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| Breath so slow I forget
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| Back against the wall in the place where you and I met
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| Oohhh
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| Can’t remember nothing she said
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| Oohhh
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| This is where we meet in my head
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| Oohhh
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| Heavy eyes the color grey
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| Fallin to the sidewalk storm risin up between the grates
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| Slow cars snake in the night
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| The moons all fucked up and it crashes into the riverside
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| Oohhh
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| Blasted on my radio dial
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| Oohhh
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| This is where we meet in my mind
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| On the roof I watch the trains
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| Barrel off into the distance until I can feel he dust on my face
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| I’m on a long refrain
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| But the sound of my luck running of with your lead
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| A light you held to the blue
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| The bricks off the buildings across from me and you
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| Or the ticking of my watch
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| Counting me backwards until I got lost
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| Stuck on a dream in rewind
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| Oohhh
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| This is where we meet in my mind
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| Oohhh
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| This is where we meet in my mind |