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loved you

Since we kissed the first time
Since we slept on the beach 
You were too close for comfort 
You were too far out of reach 
You walked
near me to guide me
From this storm I'm passing through
A moonlit path runs deep in the dark
Guided by stars I follow with my heart
Rely on comfort, rely
A whiskey bottle comforts me 
And tells me not to cry 
While a full moon says a prayer for me 
I try to close my eyes 

But the night's there
Weapon of choice. Close range.
Yeah, too close for comfort.
Hey I'm headin back to the house, you want me to book those narcotics for ya?
That's fine by
loved you

Since we kissed the first time
Since we slept on the beach 
You were too close for comfort 
You were too far out of reach 
You walked
A whiskey bottle comforts me
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon says a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night's there
Or maybe not
It takes time and time flies by
Too close for comfort
It's a scary feeling and I like it
It's a scary feeling but it's mine.
I've got a dying urge to feel the way you do
Too close for comfort
Bed and breakfast in a spoon
The shortest breath of your young life
A long
can't make her

She's too close for comfort
She's too far to touch
She's so complicated
Why does she mean so much to Johnny?
Johnny can't make her

What
loved you
Since we kissed the first time
Since we slept on the beach 
You were too close for comfort 
You were too far out of reach 
You walked away,
kneel

Identity sealed, protected by

Our energy shield

And fuck a drop, cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed

Close the books

Was taught
act like why'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks
loved you
Since we kissed the first time
Since we slept on the beach 
You were too close for comfort 
You were too far out of reach 
You walked away,
Moving in a bus too close for comfort
Listening to all the gibberish around me
Wanda! How much longer can I stand it
Looking for a phone I cannot
listen to me? 
Be like your brother
Come here and sit by me

I am bombarded by smiles 
Launched by faces I don't know 
And they hover for a while
act like why'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks
Don't mind to spoil our youth
On comforts we feast
Lip service - a well known beast

we close our ears
We heard it all before
Dispel no fears
No one left
CottleRock, do it for K.Nit
K-N-I-T, Sub R-O-C
Only we save we

Verse Three: MF Doom

By candlelight my hand will write these rhymes 'til I'm burnt out
afire
Could send them straight to Hell

[Part II: Torments]

Far away, but much too close for comfort
Carnival's calliope is playing
Halloway sits in
the people
And we'll erect a different steeple

This little game is fun to do
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
And I'm right here, I'm going too
see
One does not even see one is blind

do we choose to close our eyes
Or is it the veil is so stained
By the treasons of our humanity
That we're
none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on
Too close for comfort and I don't know quite why
I feel like crying 
I know we'll never dance like we used
Tired of friends and relatives gettin' shot up
It's time for some action like Redman' and be	-Real
Cause I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close
none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on
Too close for comfort and I don't know quite why
I feel like crying 
I know we'll never dance like we used
And lose all individualism
Well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, craved for affection
The needle digs deep to push