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| Treble Charger - Red |
Saw you looking for a light Face painted cigarette white You asked the cleanest boy you found You couldn't see me turned around His fingers stretched across your empty gaze That i just can't escape As the red fades from your wrinkled dress A picture of the people you've impressed Hangs on a wall around here Vision starts to crawl when i'm near And the evening waits While you get caught up to your own mistakes Made up different lines I wouldn't wanna keep in my mind I wondered why you'd come around Remembering your little girl frown Your answers kept the crowd at bay With compliments unwilling to pay I had some things i'd like to say to you But they just can't be true |
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