Deep inside my eye
There is part of you
You
Of all the shooting stars I knew
I never felt
I've been looking for a way
To find a way
it's happening all over again
someone broke the locks and let
The world we live in is so interesting
A girl make
down at the curve in the old 1-9
there's been a
whoa my eponine, can't you hear the words i sing?
can't
you're hot, stop and drop and roll
i'll jump in the
light years will burn 'fore i return
i left it all
see me at my desk, rested and well dressed
always there
eastern time, central time, slow down
if you're racing time and
a turtleneck will cover that up
so sweat it out and
i've been thrown the gaijin glare for so long
by now
take my hand and follow me to bed
say you didn't
your name was given to you
out of two hearts something
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