| I’ll wait outside, tell me if it’s getting cold
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| Are my jokes so dry? |
| I feel them crumble from my mouth
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| Get the car I’ll drive, only if you’re feeling bold
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| There’s a pyre tonight, tell me do you feel as old as I do?
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| Only a momentary capture, cold as I do
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| Fear like I fear the rapture, old as I do
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| Only a momentary capture, I desire you
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| Come on baby, fear the rapture
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| Get the car alive, tell me if we’re getting lost
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| We can drive all night, spell our names in the deep frost
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| Under the surprise light, take photographs of second thoughts
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| Because we’re not surprised
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| Only if you don’t get caught like I did
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| Only a momentary capture, cold as I do
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| Fear like I fear the rapture, old as I do
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| Only a momentary capture, I desire you
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| Come on baby, fear the rapture
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| Turn the car alive, take photographs of second thoughts
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| We can drive all night, tell me if we’re getting lost |