i m stepping out an open door sometimes i wish was locked across the hall another s shut the peephole s all i ve got you ve been warned i m sure it s true i m so new to love just hold on i want you standing on my shoes with a peruse like touch through baton rouge i m scared to death to even move to move green strobes still flickering in my head i cling to everything you said i finally found your hand but there s only time for you to walk me out we ll pray to god and brush our tracks the wolves have sniffed us out
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