here the lights fall just as hard
a bit softer in
creep up and tell me that you
you love me more
Would you take a straight and narrow, critical look at
Woke up with beauty in my bed
And isn't it
Tell me that you know another way to get it
that stream the angels like at first
you're a threat and
They aren't desperate for love and affection
They're desperate for you
And
you've got your lights turn on so they can see
I get up in the evening
And I ain't got nothing
It must be something in the way you move,
It must
What you don't know is that
I love the way
music's kinda like that
sad and slow
you get all emotional
and i
if you're gonna get up
you might as well get up
Blow by blow, I didn’t see it coming
Blow by
I want to draw you a floorplan of my head
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