Asleep in the Back

All my time is yours (Yesss)
My twisted heart is yours (Not that twisted)
The faithless shit is yours (Nope, faithful)
The shameless fits of love that only smother you for moments (longer than that)
Until I fold them up and leave (you first)
All yours (Yesss)

Twist the words around and then you've got the perfect song.

I gravitate towards songs that sound good...they've got to have that sort of cinematic quality to it. And very often after I pick out the words and lyrics of the song is turns out to be a piece of crap. This is a almost a piece of crap.

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