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If anything it should have been a better thing
From underneath you staring at the ceiling
There’s another world of chocoloate bars and baseball cards
That hides inside of all this tension that I’m feeling
Yeah it’s all inside of you.
It was all inside of you.
Surprise, surprise.
I miss your hair, you miss my eyes
All all this solitude is my confidence eroding.
So we slide inside of someone’s mouth and someone’s eyes
Until, there’s the sound of something intimate exploding.
It was all inside of you.
I wish that I was anesthized and sterilized
Then I wouldnt have this evidence congealing.
Surprise, surprise.
Another pair of lips and eyes.
And that is the consquence of actually feeling.
It was all inside of you.
Read more lyrics about / on: miss, yeah
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