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Oct 2014
I did not need to look at you to know I
Was in trouble I
Could smell trouble from miles away I
Knew you were going to turn everything
On its head
My lucky penny
Heads, you're mine
Tails, you break me
You did not need an invitation to pass
The threshold
My house didn't have a lock to keep you
From breaking and entering
And boy, did you break.
Sat on a chair, made yourself comfortable
Waited for me to drop my guard and let you in
Completely in.
You ruined me.
Turn Off The Lights
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Turn Off The Lights  UK
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