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Lyrics: Idy. Other. I'm Supposed To Love You.


Crumple up these dirty leaves. I'm getting too high to breathe. And as I'm clutching lines in the street, she just keeps text messaging me. You don't even know what it means, just how much that you mean to me.

And there is sunlight behind my eyelids; it comes in the shape of your sultry silhouette. And, there are diamonds gouging my eyelids, my dreams turned jagged the day that you entered them.

As I watched my whole life careen at a high speed into a tree, cartilage and bones are bruising as I'm bleeding out my sanity. But dear, I know I'd gladly bleed everything that I have to bleed if it keeps you next to me, you don't even know what you mean.

And, there is sunlight behind my eyelids; it turns in the shape of your sultry silhouette. And, there are diamonds gouging my eyelids, my dreams turned jagged the day that you entered them.

I never meant to, it just happened. I'm supposed to love you.
And, there is sunlight behind my eyelids; it turns in the shape of your sultry silhouette. And, there is sunlight behind my eyelids; it comes in the shape of your sexy silhouette

(Thanks to Steve for these lyrics)