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Sunday, I said, take your time before you speak
Restless, pacing back before my knees become weak
But you presume my silence means my insincerity
But I could cut you in two with yours
Deep breaths, waiting for a bag check knee deep
In hidden pockets with what I don’t want you to see
But you may think my smile means my innocence in this
But how could I possibly be what I can’t even spell?
You’d slit my throat the second I blink an eye
Till I see why you shut yours
But when you want mine, but when you want mine
My lady said it best; you don’t know how crazy I am
Don’t relax, till you can call me a friend in every sense
But you may dream you’ve got me where you want me
Well, take your time, but don’t hold your breath
You’d slit my throat the second I blink an eye
Till I see why you shut yours
But when you want mine, but when you want mine
Love me or hate me, love you, no, fuck you (love you, I love you)
You’d rather watch me break my legs than just have a good show
But if you came to watch me, for silence or smiles
Then take your time but don’t hold your breath
Take your time but don’t hold your breath
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