| Your smoke, smoke, smoke
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| Swim into my veins
|
| Color in my bones
|
| Settle into everything
|
| From a motel somewhere on the way to Arizona
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| I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know I wanted you
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| The winter wasn’t done with us
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| This flight away from sun was uninvited
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| And I’m feeling pretty spun again
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| Buried in the snow for three days in a row
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| In my head I was over to you, over to you
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| Over to you, over to you
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| Your smoke, smoke, smoke
|
| Swim into my veins
|
| Color in my bones
|
| Settle into everything
|
| From a motel somewhere on the way to Arizona
|
| I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know I wanted you
|
| Convinced I couldn’t catch an end
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| I wasn’t making any sense to anyone
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| But I’d step over their heads
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| Regardless splitting at the ends
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| From fighting off the bends
|
| In my head I was over to you, over to you
|
| Over to you, over to you
|
| Your smoke, smoke, smoke
|
| Swim into my veins
|
| Color in my bones
|
| Settle into everything
|
| From a motel somewhere on the way to Arizona
|
| I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know I wanted you
|
| Taking your time, taking your time, taking your time
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| Taking your time, taking over your time
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| Taking your time, taking your time, taking your time
|
| Your smoke, smoke, smoke
|
| Swim into my veins
|
| Color in my bones
|
| Settle into everything
|
| From a motel somewhere on the way to Arizona
|
| I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know I wanted you |