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I know there's a difference I drive this street all of the time Scare me into thinking That I'm not the kind I know there's a distance Sparks fly up and down my spine My body as a witness To the next state line I won't freak out this time 'Cause when you're under my skin Just wanna hold on to that feeling I don't need a mirror I see myself through your eyes Your vision's getting clearer As you chew the rind Degenerate sublime 'Cause if we're not who we've been And our thick skin's wearing thin Then maybe life's all beginnings And I just wanna hold on to that feeling From Letras Mania