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Summer Camp
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Last American Virgin
I know this Sunday in the café he leans over to me Pushing forward in his chair he whispers privately
They don't know where we go when the lights turn low You and me we're the same You know we all have to go
He writes his name in the salt on the countertop I grip my chair with white knuckles, wishing that he would stop
Don't you dare try and compare I ain't nothin' like you
You're bringin' me down (You're bringin' me down) You're bringin' me do You're bringin' me down (You're bringin' me down) (You're bringin' me down) You're bringin' me down (You're bringin' me down)
I'd have passed you in the rain, he slithers over to me Pulling out his greasy hair, I know he thinks I'll agree
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They don't see what we see when we close our eyes You and me we're the same I know we both found designs
He pulls closer to him as he winks at the night I'd decide I'd rather walk as something just isn't right
Don't you dare try to compare I ain't nothin' like you
You're bringin' me down (You're bringin' me down) You're bringin' me do You're bringin' me down (You're bringin' me down) (You're bringin' me down) You're bringin' me down
You're bringin' me down You're bringin' me down You're bringin' me down You're bringin' me down
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