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Sep 2016
I'll keep you in a bottle
my little light, my little light,
Maybe if i overdose on you,
I'll be alright, I'll be alright

Cause my head's not
a fine place to live in,
it's your arms
I'd rather be in,

I'm a wooden log
and my mind's a campfire,
Soon i will be gone,
soon the deed will be done,
So hold me tight,
I'm sorry if I keep you up tonight,
but I cannot fight

My monsters sit at a table,
planning my execution;
And I don't know how much
you could harm me,
but you're the one who
holds a leash on my emotions,

So hold me tight,
**I'm sorry if I keep you up tonight.
Crimsyy
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Crimsyy  17/F/In my mind
(17/F/In my mind)   
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   --- and John Rameu
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