I'd meet you
In wrong
Bury all then I would be right with her
In whole
Cherished by two
It makes you fly
Yes I'll lie
God I'll even lick her fucking picture
In whole
Drinks won't stain this birth
It's just me
I'm born
Carried, loved, now I could be right with her
In whole
Cherished by two
It makes you fly
Yes I'll lie
Drink one more so I could go right in her
In whole
Drinks won't stain this birth
It makes you fly
It makes you fly
It makes you fly
It makes you fly
It makes you fly
In spite
I want to lie
In spite
I will lie
In spite
I still lie
In spite
I still lie
In spite
I still lie
In spite
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