| I haven’t had the guts no I haven’t had the balls
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| To tell you all about the thoughts I can’t keep out
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| Don’t wanna fall asleep I don’t wanna fall asleep
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| But I’ve been running out of ways to kill all of these sheep
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| She’s been coming in my head and there’s a devil in our bed
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| I can not keep her concealed and I can’t shake that she ain’t real
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| She tells me that you’re dead and that you just picked up and left
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| And knowing that she lies doesn’t dull her piercing eyes
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| When the moon has come and left she’s still fucking with my head
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| Dragging me into bed and never letting me forget
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| She’s always coming in my head and there’s a devil in our bed
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| I can not keep her concealed and I can’t shake that she ain’t real
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| As my consciousness slips I fall into her grip
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| We drink the devil’s blood inducing psychedelic trips
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| She’s got ocean in her hips and liños in her lips
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| And when you’re lying in my arms she’s still tugging on my dick
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| Wet dreams
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| It’s not easy coming clean but my urges can not wean
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| I used to fight but now I fiend
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| Wet dreams
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| She’s always coming in my head and there’s a devil in our bed
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| She tells me that you’re dead and that you just picked up and left
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| And knowing that she lies doesn’t dull her piercing eyes
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| When the moon has come and left she’s still fucking with my head
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| Dragging me into bed and never letting me forget
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| Wet dreams
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| It’s not easy coming clean but my urges can not wean
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| I used to fight but now I fiend
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| Wet dreams |