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underneath

I hate how you get underneath my skin
cause even when I think I'm done with you
that love starts to seep in
deeper than before
love is not just red it's blue
passion is pure but pure emotional too.
flip of the coin, well, is it head or is it tails? quick on draw, well, am i alive or my two feet in hell?
troubles in paradise. hard to sacrifice. between you, I, and misery is a company.
truth be told our story is a mellow dramatic symphony
love regardlessly