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Lying down I feel the tick
I feel the time is still
Going out to be around someone who loves the thrill

I won't get in bed with anyone
I'm so scared to death of everyone

I taste the blood in my mouth
I swish and spit it out
It's desire
Let out the air from my tires

I learn your cues
A quiet cruise
You're playing Worried Shoes
Company calls and company leaves again

I won't get in bed with anyone
I'm so scared with everyone

I taste the blood in my mouth
I swish and spit it out
It's desire
Let out the air from my tires

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