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Just you and me, getting high and out.
Getting high and messing around, getting high and trying to it out.

There was a ritual inside my room last night.
It was held there in secret, to see anything in the candlelight.
Now is melted wax all over my floor,
and the scent of incense is rising up underneath the door.

Now it was not as serious as I am making it sound.
Just you and me high and hanging out,
getting and messing around, getting high trying to figure it out.

I feel the burn, my tired not much to go, a few more streets.
Seeing your is all i need, my one and only, my sweet relief.
And you would I never had it the way that this world mocks my magic,
but it was all for you to to be able, to continue to be able right now.
you and me, getting high and hanging out,
getting high and messing around, high, trying to figure it out.

I don't need reasons anymore,
don't need reasons anymore,
need your anymore.

I put my wrong finger in the hot wax now I can't play for you that.
the thing I need it's true would be a secret excuse for a reason to fight back.
I can't begin, begin to you the way it all felt
when everything through.

You moved to New York to meet a girl and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world,
but you got scared they're all gonna find someone else so you find one and it things you're dying to tell.
We got hides for the record i how it went, it was a song about love and at the time it made sense.
When the side ended we just laid there in bed, you would fallen asleep but i stayed up and read.
I made a list of everything I I never meant, considered all the things I never said but I digress.
I got dressed kissed your forehead and you called me when i woke but I was sleeping off the meds