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fully clothed men
murdermart
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Your dad don't like me
Well, don't fight the feeling
Easy
You break me into pieces
Well, play nice
Okay. Right
Your phone line
Blowing up
That's good babe
Fantastic
I'd tell it all if you ask me
I'm seeing signs in the woodwork the science to everything lasting
There's a decadent proving ground
Woven through barren main streets and a corner store
How'd you sell me on a way around waking up
Hurting so easy should hate you for it
When you finally get what you want
Then you sure better know what you don't
Like an angel, a breath, in the middle the night
Daughter and savior, ain't that just a friend of mine
If your dad don't feel it
I wonder
Am I the rodeo's only contender
Like a tattoo's healing forever
Darling hold me close
And fade together
We're shooting tape in the backseat
Picturing Jeremy's smile when I'm sicker than usual helps me
I think all the real prophets drink heavy, wear cotton
Don't sleep, and are better for it
She was right on the money
Saw it eating me alive
I was weak and I'm paying for it
Could've loved you better can't count
How many spikes in the heart rate monitor
How many nights in a primer cloud
If you're feeling at home on a killing floor
Check your tolerance find a way out
You were standing all defiant cause you do this all the time
And I still couldn't get enough
If your dad don't feel it
I wonder
Am I the rodeo's only contender
Like a tattoo's healing forever
Darling hold me close
And fade together
Darling hold me close
And fade together
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