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wide awake at 4 in the morning killing time on the blue highway drag in the day like a body burried the night under where i'd layed on all the sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me oh yeah, it's like the club in my hand it's my favourite brand and you've touched everyone oh yeah, it's like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue and it's starting to get fun kids say i didn't see it coming busy just plucking your burrs i take long walkes cos they're numbing only wanna speak in code on all sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me oh yeah it's like the club in my hand it's your favourite brand and you've touched everyone oh yeah it's like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue and it's starting to get fun cut me up like a jigsaw, whole reflection cracked apart like the lines on my hand or the map of a broken heart From Letras Mania