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I can't wait for this weekend....I really need to get away

Anyway, here is the song that is my namesake. Just in case you were wondering...


"Is the passion all gone?
Or is it still newly-wed?
If all this heat's doing
Is making us stick to the bed
Then there's no life to revive

But if the hunger's still there
Burried somewhere inside
Covered up by the boredom
Weve been trying to hide
Then dig it up
And devour

And it'll seem more like a song
And less like it's math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that

And the truth is that I can hardly wait
I dont care if we stay up too late
Dont answer the phone
Dont answer the phone

And it'll seems more like a song
And less like it's math
When you pull on my hair
and bite me like that
It'll seems more like a song
And less like it's math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
And bite me and scratch me like that
And the truth is that I can hardly wait
And It's so bad I cant concentrate
Dont answer the phone
Dont answer the phone
And it'll seem more like a song
And less like it's math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
It'll seems more like a song
And less like it's math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
And scratch me and bite me like that"
-Bright Eyes