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ProgressionYour taste runs like kerosene in my veins, / Our kisses, heated, sending my insides aflame; / I spon

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Sunburn-----------------------The air that / surrounds us / crackled / the temperature / s p i k e d / our

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descentloving you is / like that moment / Icarus flew too close / to / the sun

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jealousWe could make leaves jealous of the way we are f / a / l / l / i / n / g.

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comb(us)tYou are fire / getting close means / getting burned / but / I'd douse myself in / gasoline / just so

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Sun(Burnt)I. / you called the sunshine in me / a little too bright / as if to say / I needed to dim my own ray

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