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Yeah I got the music cranking, Japanese TV
My
head is full of jasmine smoke
I can hardly breathe
Turquoise dragons slip
and slide
Sliding down my back
I'm standing on this cold, thin ice
And
I'm about to crack
I'm over
I'm over
Over the edge
Seven
candles burn so bright
The full moon behind a veil
The ocean crashing in
my head
Outside the sirens wail
Jet black is my dirty hair
Jet black my
heart and car
My lips are red, my skin snow white
My face is battle
scarred
I no longer feel the pain
No longer feel my love
Just the
air conditioner
And some help from the Lord above
Coughing up pieces of my
broken heart
My eyes work like radar
I'm lyin' in the afterglow
How'd I
ever get this far
I'm over
I'm over
Over the edge
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