You're sweet like honeycomb
All the drips I could find
No need to worry about it again
All in race at each other
Your skin crawls and bones
Your in enemies dry alone
No need to worry if I'm in
I'll make you sure of everything
No need to worry if I'm in
I'll make you sure of everything
Only one way out of your heart
"˜Cause it's hot, frequent chic
Where we dance upon the drums
Telling me the words you stress
But you strove right to the sides
"˜Cause you won't have these bodies
I can't tell if I should be pretending
No need to worry about it
I'll make you sure of everything
No need to worry about it
I'll make you sure of everything
No need to worry about it
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