I can’t believe that it’s true
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But I mean every word I said to you
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Rolling around in our burn hole
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I felt something I haven’t felt before
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I can’t believe I was there
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Stout little fingers running all through my hair
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Scratching up the walls of our cave
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Oh, how I wish I had stayed
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We could have seen everything in blue
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Oh, I think that you know the truth
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What did you see, Martha Lee?
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Tell me, sick love child drunken with lust
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What did you see in that dream?
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Besides young legs
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[X3]
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Young Legs
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| Anthony Green |
