You could be the devil in my bed
You could
You take the time
You feel the pain
The high you lose
The
And if I couldn't attain
All I need to explain
Says she's got another life
That I am living in
Hey, look at me
I'm causing a catastrophe
But I,
Conjure up what you may find
Cause it's soon; I
I want to hold the hand inside you
I want
I got a feeling, it's a feeling
That you'll never
Lift up your head
Focus on every detail
Why does
Your ship is high
And I don't know if it'll
Sorry...wrong trajectory
Combat is a part of our chemistry
Could
Come on inside
The tide is high
Don't be afraid
So my parade
Watch the sailors swim, in a broken sea of glass
And
Forget yourself for a day
And all your friends keep tellin
Tell me again what you came to see
On the Sunday
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