You said I lost my touch
Well it's coming back around again
A dead solid rush
When I lay my eyes on you all the cool cool kids hanging around at the shows
Again it doesn't matter to them when I get back home to you with a cool cool
touch
You saw me out the door again
I know it doesn't mean much but I hope I gave you everything
Do you know what kind of shape I'm in straight through the heart
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