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Playing Footsie Is Beginning to Affect Our Friendship Lyrics

La la la la
La la la la la (x2)

We must, we must
We must concede
To the urgency
Of the lonely roads
And awful things
Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

La la la la
La la la la la

We must, we must
We must believe
In fatal things
Like like phone in hands
And awkward kisses
Well the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

I never get it right the first time (x2)

So maybe
Maybe this time
The mourning will devour me whole

La la la la
La la la la la (x2)
Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah

I never get it right the first time (x4)

So maybe
Maybe this time
The mourning will devour me whole

La la la la
La la la la la (x2)

Devour me whole

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