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Deftones
MX
your smile,
your magazine,
and your bones.
You're on fire,
you move me,
like music,
with your style.
Let me think,
about girls,
and money,
and new clothes.
And what do I get ?
Thirty nights of violence,
and sugar, to love.
Come here,
come here,
closer...
to the lung.
So I can,
shove her, over railing.
You're sweet,
but I'm tired,
of proving this love.
See you're a bore,
but you move me like,
a movie that you love...
fucking rockstar
Let me think,
about girls,
and money,
and new clothes.
And what do I get ?
Thirty nights of violence,
and sugar, to love.
Come here,
come here,
closer...
to the lung.
So I can,
shove her, over railing.
Let me think,
about girls,
and money,
and new clothes.
And what do I get ?
Thirty nights of violence,
and sugar, to love.
Come here,
come here,
closer...
to the lung.
So I can,
shove her, over railing.
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