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Lightheaded

Your fire is free
And it's making me sleepy
I'm running out of oxygen to feed it
Might singe my skin just to feel it

You're incomplete
Flawed and hot and beautiful, my dear, don't change a thing
Your voice does crazy things to me
You could call it love, but love is obsolete

And if anything more is a sin
We should sneak into heaven
Just you and me and a bottle of gin
You and me and a bottle of gin

Till there's nothing left to breathe
And needles dance at my extremities
And my face is pink
and my lips are tingling
and I'm high on how it feels to bleed
Too dizzy to regret it -
You got me lightheaded...

So throw that empty bottle down
And we'll streak through the streets of that heaven-town
And if god still hasn't kicked us out
We'll make love right on the ground
Evil love, right on the ground

And laugh into the night
The angels shoot on sight
But everything's alright
because we'll meet again on the other side
We'll meet again on the other side
We'll blow smoke, we'll be the fire...

Till there's nothing left to breathe
And needles dance at my extremities
And my face is a dream
and my lips are trembling
Sayin:
"do whatever you want with me -
take my heart or watch it beat," yeah
You put devils in my sleep
They kiss the velvet underneath
that bed of lace I dreaded

Till you got me lightheaded
rowantree
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(Rowan E.)
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