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Rodney Cromwell
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The Blue Cloud
I wrote your number on the back of a napkin You wanted Valium I only had aspirin
Sun rises over the Peckham skyline, Ignore instructions they're only a guideline.
Therapist getting the wrong impression, Sometimes I think I should just go to confession.
We burn like the darkest stars We burn like the darkest stars
This hot feeling, starting in my chest, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It is not love, I can keep myself dressed.
Here it comes I can feel now it's rising, Making it worse with internal chastising.
Cold sweats there in my palm, If I can dance I just might achieve calm.
We burn like the darkest stars We burn like the darkest stars
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