If It's Ok With You

A Trunk Full Of Dead Bodies

No need for alcohol
Because i've said it all
And i'll take you for a ride
Anywhere that you want to go
And the insignificance
Of this embarrassment
I accidently blacked out on the words you might have said
Understand
That holding your hand
Brings me back to august again

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