I called it everything but this lyrics

by

Jensen McRae


You were a fever, that's the reason I believed you helped the earth to move
You were a mirror, that's the only way I ever saw myself in you

A smoke in your mouth, thousand hands raise with matches, an overgrown Boy Scout who stole all his badges
You nearly killed me, not from leaving but while you were here, the things you'd do
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