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Trap DoorMeð því að: Heatmiser |
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Heatmiser » Trap Door |
What a monster this kissing disease
Did the paramedic bring you back?
Or was he dropping you off for the night
In broad daylight?
I can't stand up in here
I hit my head on your trap door
Can't come down to see you
Because i'm not that kind of girl
Why should i listen?
You already kissed him
And already replaced him
The telephone is my enemy now
I'm giving in if i make a call
How could i lose to a weaker hand
Lie down lie down it's bigger than i can stand
Up in here
I hit my head on your trap door
Can't come down to see you
Because i'm not that kind of girl
Why should i listen?
You already kissed him
And already replaced him
You always cut me off and in half
And think you can put it back
I know i've been had but ii'll still take you home
So lie down lie down you're leaving just standing up
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