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I’ve got a proposition why don’t we change positions? I’ll take your physical prowess you take this rabbit hat from me. while we’re in this position, exchanging definitions I’d like a song to keep my memory intact. am I high on fumes, or do you feel it too? this wash of noise that’s calling me to you it’s everything, you’ll see we’ll make it out, there’s no doubt about it From Letras Mania