with promises unpaid
where I laid still
you danced around a fiery lake
I couldn't keep up
I couldn't breath
traded mind for heart
before the consequences came
we laughed so hard
like kids in love
one more song and I'll go
swallowed down your razor advices
you turned me into some kind of Pisces
but I was born late March
it didn't make sense
I couldn't help but let you happen
two strikes and waiting
caught in an undertow of plastic dreams
right by the shore I fell asleep
undressed by godless hands
turn me on, turn me on
or let me go unharmed
you know that's not possible
this is not what I do
but what you do to me
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