December 2011
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Bury Your Flame
Oh, we could blame it on our hands They lifted the drink to our mouths so we drank it Or we could blame it on our bodies They say, “We like the way we feel when we get touched” You’ve got your fingers snared in my veins I think it’s time you pulled them out And I don’t care about the flesh it’ll tear It isn’t flesh that I’m worried about We held a...
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