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Jeremiah Freed - Ginger lyrics
Certain kinds of nights, find me swimming alone, inside my bed. Certain kinds of songs leave me without a sound without a trace. Now I know, something aint right inside of her Certain kinds of sounds find me slippin' away. Driftin away. Certain kinds of light, find me sfalling into her summer dress Now I know, something aint right inside of her. It's not out of respect, the door is closed but the walls still haunt me. Still haunt me. Now I know, somethin aint right inside of her. |
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