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I spit fire between your eyes Pretend our love glides wide And it does call her, it's plain to see It might just mean you're being mean
And if lately all you do Is summarize simple truths Then I'll slack off, don't get caught Hyper, hyper, that you know
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 It's crowded in the bed And everybody's 'bout it, weeps And there is open innocence And off myself, off myself
Better run to a forest and saw me there Pull my head off the ground And then I'll 'cause you to all fall there
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