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One Shot
Brain waves faulting
Comatose inevitable
While you are here
The words disappear
True beauty such as yours
Blinds all who look your way
Turning heads to sear eyeballs
Your shine has lead me into walls
Hate to admit it but it’s true
I’m captivated just by looking at you
The way the wind plays with your hair
The way you got me twisted
Fuck, it just isn’t fair
I tried to leave but my heart insisted
Guess my brain doesn’t care
Can’t structure a sentence around you
I get lost in your eyes like the cliche
Just being near you makes my day
Like a moth to a flame
I feel the heat and I’m ready to burn
Huh, guess I never learn
Shot down like a criminal
I only tried to mingle
Still strong
Still single
Comatose inevitable
While you are here
The words disappear
True beauty such as yours
Blinds all who look your way
Turning heads to sear eyeballs
Your shine has lead me into walls
Hate to admit it but it’s true
I’m captivated just by looking at you
The way the wind plays with your hair
The way you got me twisted
Fuck, it just isn’t fair
I tried to leave but my heart insisted
Guess my brain doesn’t care
Can’t structure a sentence around you
I get lost in your eyes like the cliche
Just being near you makes my day
Like a moth to a flame
I feel the heat and I’m ready to burn
Huh, guess I never learn
Shot down like a criminal
I only tried to mingle
Still strong
Still single
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