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I thought I had my fill, but I'm tearing at the seamthe last time we'd meet, everytime I drinkI was passing through, waiting on your callthe smoke and the steam, dancing in the breeze you were tamed by that island, 'cause the top seemed so faryou used to take the R, summer of '04beautiful blonde hair, a spot picked by mea Siren on the beach, a Riker's Island queen oh, you went too far, I must have got it wrongthe track marks on your arms, the nights you don't sleepI can't sleep, we won't sleepall the pills you hide beneath...all the boys you hide beneath... From Letras Mania