Love in the keys is like a mosquito bite
Its an itch you just have to scratch
yet in the end there are no traces it ever exsisted
But if you dig at it deep enough
it leaves a scar
every now and then
You'll hear a faint and haunting buzz in the night
Its a pest!
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 11:26 AM UTC
Love in the keys is like a mosquito bite
Its an itch you just have to scratch
yet in the end there are no traces it ever exsisted
But if you dig at it deep enough
it leaves a scar
every now and then
You'll hear a faint and haunting buzz in the night
Its a pest!
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