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MISTY

it's misty I'm floating my wrists
red, red kisses on my wrists and I'm drifting
I'm drifting into traffic and I'm laughing
because I'll miss work today
anyway its misty my wrists
red lips parting dripping kisses from my wrists
I'm drifting from the sidewalk and
red red it's misty it's

I can't operate under these conditions

listen rush hour is a river
and I guess I'll miss her when it's
it's misty I remember it's misty it's
it's a fantasy that possesses me
on the way to work way to work to lie
to lie broken and red on the blacktop
it's an impact and it's a heartstop
just beyond the crosswalk crosswalk

I can't do it