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Eve
Walk over that guy
Who looks you in the eye
He only wants a shot
Think it's deja vu
But you aren.t sure
If you even believe in that
He softly takes your hand
Your mouth is full of beer
And you want to spit it out
You gotta breath in deep
He doesn.t realize
What kind of past you.ve had
Because I know if you had a knife
You.d pick out his eyes
And scream "no, I.m not fine"
And honey I know it.s weird
To be afraid of what god made
But you.ve never met an adam
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But you.ve never met an adam
To be afraid of what god made
And honey I know it.s weird
And scream "no, I.m not fine"
You.d pick out his eyes
Because I know if you had a knife
What kind of past you.ve had
He doesn.t realize
You gotta breath in deep
And you want to spit it out
Your mouth is full of beer
He softly takes your hand
If you even believe in that
But you aren.t sure
Think it's deja vu
He only wants a shot
Who looks you in the eye
Walk over that guy
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