Under The Sheets

"Like all the boys before, like all the boys, boys, boys (x2)

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This is our luck, baby, running out
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We still have hours to run about
To scale the map, scale the map, to get us back on track
I've seen you in a fight you lost, Ive seen you in a fight

Were under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
Were under the sheets and youre killing me

In here the world wont bring us down
Our plan is golden
Out there a lonely girl could drown
In here were frozen

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Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe"