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  • JOA OH
  • Jan 17, 2017
  • 1 min read

Playing with fire as the room fills up with smoke It's my burning desire to fix what isn't broke Now tell me I'm wrong again I was left to my own devices Thought I found a friend Smoking mirrors made me in likeness It's all on me for you It's all I ever wanted to do And I wouldn't change a thing [Chorus] Loving you is like holding smoke The [?] dries, the [?] choke I can't stop wanting you And all these things that you do Like an anchor on my soul Feel a death running through my bones [?] Or holding onto something new [Verse 2] Now tell me I'm wrong again I was left to my own devices Thought I found a friend Smoking mirrors made me in likeness It's all on me for you It's all I ever wanted to do And I wouldn't change a thing [Chorus] Loving you is like holding smoke The [?] dries, the [?] choke I can't stop wanting you And all these things that you do Like an anchor on my soul Feel a death running through my bones [?] Or holding onto something new


 
 
 
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