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Darlin', I been wond'rin Bout what you been thinkin' about Tell me just one word so I get some Venom so I can grow some doubt When I turn around, make no sound Kick back at me, at me If you need me here I am I just wanted you to know This dead phone in my hand I wanted you to Pulled up the blinds and revealed myself to the world, a void of greya Punctured and painted by my life, the lights were too orange today Time mistimed tocking so constantly it races where I sit spent The shadows scraping in my nothing in my creeping in my stilled end Don't think of what we did Forget the words I said I think I need some time Get the fuck out of my head No, no, no, no! You gotta feel it! Come on, come on! You gotta feel it! Come on, come on! You gotta feel it! Come on, come on! You gotta feel it! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Come on Come on Come on You gotta You gotta Come on Come on