Then I’d replace you
From the cushion you sit upon now
You’re inches too close
My body speaks it so
If I could fold like a love letter
I could feel the wrong
I could feel the wrong
I could feel the wrong in you
You take your turn
Your engine in drive
Your boulevard of heartburn
Your Hiroshima inside
You take your turn
Your explosion subsides
Your boulevard of heartburn
The burning for you arrives
If I could switch you out
Then I’d replace you
From the cushion you sit upon now
You’re inches too close
My body speaks it so
If I could fold like a love letter
If I could switch you out Then I’d replace you From the cushion you sit upon now You’re inches too close My body speaks it so If I could fold like a love letter I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong in you You take your turn Your engine in drive Your boulevard of heartburn Your Hiroshima inside You take your turn Your explosion subsides Your boulevard of heartburn The burning for you arrives If I could switch you out Then I’d replace you From the cushion you sit upon now You’re inches too close My body speaks it so If I could fold like a love letter Explain Request ×
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