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this blows
by bsmnt bdrm.
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Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
We're doing cocaine in your car
We never seem to get that far
Who knew that things would get this hard
Guess we always knew this from the start
Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
We're doing cocaine in your car
We never seem to get that far
Who knew that things would get this hard
Guess we always knew this from the start
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty hearts
Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
We're doing cocaine in your car
We never seem to get that far
Who knew that things would get this hard
Guess we always knew this from the start
Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
Bloody clothes
Bloody nose
Red in my mouth
I'll kiss you slow
So you know
That there's no doubt
Sneak out the house
Only out
Just to meet you
Don't know the route
Far from south
Seems so see through
We're doing cocaine in your car
We never seem to get that far
Who knew that things would get this hard
Guess we always knew this from the start
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty thoughts
Empty parking lots
And empty hearts
