We're just dancing, we're just hugging Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging On the sleeve of how it used to be How's it gonna be?
I guess I like to spend all my time up in my own brain.
No, I think you come up in mine here and there. Like a roach.
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No, I think you come up in mine here and there. Like a roach.
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